should this be something? i took a nap, and boom, idea.
When I wake up in the darkness, I don't expect glowing red eyes to be staring at me.
I don't expect a clawed finger to trace patterns down my arm without leaving a scratch.
I don't expect lips to find mine, kissing me with so much passion that makes my knees feel weak.
I should pull away, because I have no idea what's happening, but I don't. I haven't felt gentleness like the feeling of his hands stroking my cheeks before. Thumbs brush away the tears seeping involuntarily from my eyes, making me shudder.
"Lydia, what's wrong? Are you okay?" When I open my eyes again, the man looking at me has his brows furrowed in concern.
I'm so confused. "Who are you?"