I'm walking alone at night. I feel like I'm being followed. No ones around when i look back. I'm scared for two reason : 1. I hate the dark, and 2. I hate being alone at night. My family is no longer here, no longer with me, i wonder around alone. I call for mick. He appears infront of me. Mick is my bulter and my only friend. We walk side by side hand in hand. Mick is nothing more nothing less than 22 (by his looks). He's very kind to me. He tells me i'm cute,lovely,nice,caring, etc. Mick is at least 5'9 or 6'0ft tall. He's taller then me by a couple inches. I'm 5'6. We stop infront of the same mansion from my dream.
"Where are we and why?!" I ask looking at him. He smiles down at me. The same smile that always makes me blush. I turn my head hoping he hadn't notice.
"You'll see tomorrow, my lady." I changed to a brighter red. "please dont be so formal with me." I told him. He kneel down facing me. His light blue eyes and brown hair matched well. His hand cupped my check, I felt my face heat up. He snicker noticing my sudden change. "You are my lady,sarah." His accent returning. His lips meeting mine and sparks flyed at the context. I felt his body heat, it warmed me.
