I am in nature, may be some kind of park? Or something. I don't know how I've reached here or when? I just know that I'm looking for someone.
Who else could I be looking for, other than him? My dream invader, Theo, the person who made me fall helplessly in my dreams. Someone has tipped me about his whereabouts and told me to wait at this particular location. And that he'll come soon.
I find it rather suspicious but since I am hellbound on searching him, I'll do anything. No matter how minuscule the chances are.
This explains why I am here, walking on a narrow dirt path. The sun has set and it's night.. lampposts are on and the surroundings are awfully eerie. The cold breeze is giving me goosebumps. I ignore this unsettling feeling deep in my guts as I continue marching ahead without a worry. There's only one thing on my mind and that is, I have to meet him. No matter what.
I want some answers and only he can give them to me.
After a 5 minutes walk, I'm finally at the location where he is supposed to be, according to the tip I have received. In front of me, is a huge abandoned villa. It looks straight out from a horror movie. An owl is hooting in some distance and I can hear faint voices of nocturnal animals in the forest behind the villa. Everything about this venue screams horror. I turn around, ready to head back. I'm not stupid enough to go in. But then, something happened and I'm standing inside the villa, in its hall. It's like it has sucked me in. How? Everything is happening on its own accord and I feel like some doll stuck in it.
I try to reason but my brain gets hazy and foggy. I feel nauseating and sick.
'I should leave.' With that in my mind, I begin heading towards the exit but then I hear a bark. A white Afghan breed dog comes in running. Seeing the dog in distance, I find some courage as I know that Theo likes dogs and dogs also like him. Also, maybe it's his dog and he send this dog to help me.
I heave a sigh of relief as it only lasted for a second. The dog begins growling at me. I immediately get the hunch that this is not safe for me anymore and this whole idea was deemed to fail from the beginning. Why? Just why didn't I listen to my instincts? I begin running and the dog begins chasing.
I rush inside a room and immediately begin looking for some place higher so that I can somehow avoid the dog. Luckily I find some cupboard, it looks disheveled and weak but I could care less. It's the only thing I find which can save me from this dog so without any second thoughts I climb onto it. The woods creak under my weight, given its weak. I try to balance my weight on the cupboard so it won't collapse.
The dog comes in running and baring his sharp teeth.. he continues barking and semi-circling the cupboard.
I was already scared and seeing that I'm likely stuck, a panic begins to rise in me. I move as backwards as I possibly could, untill my back is touching the wall. The dog then begins jumping. Even though there is still a plentiful height he wasn't able to reach but it was enough to make me tear up and shiver in horror.
"Theo." I scream his name, hoping that maybe, if he is here. He'll come. But nothing. The barks intensifies and the dog begins to scratch the surface. Not to mention the cupboard structure is already wobbling. And I'm scared. Very scared. I don't want to be eaten alive by a ferocious dog. What should I do? I begin praying in my heart as I again yell for help.
"THEO!!! I need help."
Nothing and that's when I know I am *ed. He isn't coming. I was fooled. He never comes when I look for him. This is why I call him, dream invader, because he always invades my dreams when I least expect him to. That bast...
Tears begin rolling down my cheeks, still with my eyes shut tight I try for the last time, "THEEOO!"
And...
...It stopped. The barks stopped. I open my eyes to look what happened. The dog is suddenly very silent and not moving. He whines a little and runs away, back from where he came.
My knees give in and I collapse on the top of the cupboard. Luckily, the cupboard structure hasn't given in and is somewhat stable. I was worried that with my weight on it and that dog jumping would make this cupboard collapse but it stayed still.
WIth my blurry, tear filled eyes I see a silhouette of some guy approaching. I can't tell who he is anymore. Before I can get a look at his face, at what he looks like. I faint and everything is dark.
I hear huss voices. Someone is whispering something. I'm being lifted but by whom? I try to open my eyes and I manage to open them a bit to see that I'm in someone's arms. I move my head to see my saviour's face but I feel frenzy and out of it.
"Shh. It's alright. I've got you." A soothing voice speaks. My mind knows whom does it belongs to and that I don't have to worry. After that I keep blanking out. I try to open my eyes but it feels like time is moving at an incredible speed. I feel like I and this person holding me is jumping through loops after loops. Everything is frenzy and too fast for my brain to comprehend. In the end, all I focus on, is to regain control of my surroundings.
When I finally gain control, I am with this girl. The scene has completely changed. It's past afternoon now. We are in some cafe now. Wait? What? What is going on? I still feel bad and heavy. Gloomy and sad, given I have cried earlier. But I don't know why I have cried. It seems like something happened but what? I have forgotten what happened earlier and why am I here?
My head is blank. I am brainlessly following this girl who I think is my friend. She is dragging me along with her as if she and I are best of friends. It's my first time seeing her. She has auburn waist length hair, an oval face and tan skin. She's pretty in her own way.
I find her strange as she keeps talking bad about Theo as if she knows him the best. And I wish to second her thoughts but again I am not in control of anything. I just tag along with her, pretending to listen her chatters. She leads me inside the cafe and towards a seat where two guys are already seated.
One of them is wearing a brown hoodie and he is seated in a position where his face is in my view and the other guy, who is wearing a plain white shirt is seated in a position that his back is all I can see. The guy with hoodie lits up when he sees us approaching and motions for us to come sit with them. I can feel the white shirt guy's eyes on me but I am still out of it and staring into some space. The girl motions for me to sit and I oblige. She begins chatting with the brown hoodie guy and I begin fiddling with some paper napkin.
All of a sudden, the flow of their conversation shifted towards me when the hoodie guy ask why I was being upset. That is when she begins explaining why I was, "Her ex-boyfriend disappeared. They just broke up."
As if triggered, I begin crying. The hoodie guy comes to my side to give me a little side hug and begins comforting me.
I keep finding everything odd and to make it even more strange. I hear a voice in my head.
"We didn't break up." I strain my eyebrows. I know this voice. He didn't speak but I heard him clearly in my head. As if he was speaking directly to me.
"It's not EX." The voice seems annoyed as it continues, "I am Her BOYFRIEND. * OFF, you guys." the voice appears close and I finally look up. It's him. The guy in white shirt is him. He is Theo. He was *in' here all the time. I am speechless and confused. I can't believe my eyes. How? Everything comes back all at once. What happened? How I was here? That mansion. That scary dog? Everything. So it is again a dream.
"If you don't know * then don't talk about it." He finally speaks, more like yell. He appears agitated as he stands up, taking all of us by surprise. He then grabs my hand and begins leading me outside.
When we are finally alone in some street, he turns around and looks troubled.
"What were you doing there?"
"I was just there. Someone tipped me off. All I knew was that I was supposed to be there."
"Why? Why do you always do this to me? Do you know how startled and scared I was? When I heard you scream for help, I nearly lost all my reasonings." He looks down as if struck by something heavy. See, this feeling. Only he is the one capable of making me feel so loved and cared for. He is definitely not like someone I could ever have crush on. My ideal type is someone with blond hair, emerald green eyes, lean physique, with kind and sweet personality. Who is adorable and reliable. I consider myself an independent woman so I don't mind taking care of my man. But he. This man he is nothing soft. I glance at his bulging biceps and damn he is ripping. He is wearing a half sleeves black round neck with beige cargo knee length shorts and his body is build. Wait a second, wasn't he wearing a white shirt earlier? When did he change? Uff, dreams!
"I heard you a little late, this is why it took me awhile to come. And thankfully I wasn't late. You always do this to me. Always, Nadia." He once again looks me in my eyes and all I see is genuine sincerity. He makes me question, 'does this kind of guys exist in this harsh world?'
"You know it breaks my heart to see you in pain. So why?" He moves in closer and I look down. He is scolding me and I don't feel like defending myself. He is right, I need to put my safety first and foremost. Something he has told me numerous times.
He moves in closer and cup my face in his one hand, with other he takes my hand to intertwine my fingers with his. "You don't have to look for me in your dreams. I'll come find you on my own." He lifts my face as if to tell me that there is no need to avoid his gaze.
"Hmm?" He hums in question and I simply nod. How? How does he always make me feel at ease? I close my eyes, treasuring the feel of his palm on my cheek. I like being with him. He makes me feel special and loved. I'm lost in my own thoughts when I feel something soft press on my lips, leaving tingles. I open my eyes and he just stole a kiss from me once again. I stare at him with surprise. By now, I should be used to it. His tricks and his ways. But no! He always takes me by surprise.
Worst part is, he knows what he does to me. He just gives me his billion dollar smile as he utters, "time to wake up, love."
And with that I jolt awake with no memory of it all.
I have a test on political science today. My brain notifies me as soon as I wake up. I am late for my morning class so I gotta hurry. I begin getting ready for my class in a rush.
Even though I was 20 minutes late, I still manage to get on time. I was lucky, the professor was also running late. Once I was seated in my class, I finally get the time to analyse my dream. But I have already forgotten all of it. Amidst it all what I could remember was I felt his presence, he was there. I remember, feeling scared and then somehow it all turned into something blissful. That was all.