I felt a pang in my heart when I awoke from the hellish nightmare that was taking place in my mind. Why am I hearing his voice calling for me anyway? He's long gone and I don't want him near me…so…why am I dreaming of him?
I looked beside me to see if I was alone. No, I wasn't and I didn't want to be. My husband, Shadow, lye next to me asleep. I saw his stomach moving up and down slowly and I placed my head on his chest.
I guess my actions woke him up.
"You okay?" He asked me, stroking my long quills.
I nodded in response and returned to my slumber I just hope I don't have that dream again…
I awoke in my room…wait…no…this isn't my room. It looks exactly like it but there is one flaw. The man next to me is not ebony…he is peridot.
'I must be dreaming' is what I thought until the figure moved and placed a bare peach hand on my leg. When emerald eyes met sapphire eyes…I knew I wasn't dreaming.
"Hey, gorgeous. You okay? You seem scared." He looked at me and rubbed my leg for comfort. It wasn't working, it just made it worse. I slapped his hand and looked at him. More or less glared.
"Hun…are you alright?" he asked me, he really looked concerned.
"I am not your, 'hun',you son of a bitch!" This scared him.
"You've never said anything like that to me…Sonnie, sweetheart, what's wrong?" He looked at me with the same blue eyes I had…like a reflection.
"Only Shadow can call me Sonnie!" I shouted. He looked like he had been shot.
"Why? I gave you the nickname in the first place!" He shouted.
"Scourge what do you want from me!?" I tossed a down pillow and looked at him with crystals tearing my eyes.
"Sonnie…are you sick? Shadow! Bring in some water and an aspirin!" He shouted.
"Shadow?"
"Yes, our servant? Are you not feeling well?" My mind told me that he was right.
"Yeah…you're right…I must not be feeling well." I placed a hand over my forehead. He looked at me and kissed my cheek; he brought me close and held me tight. Then things went dark.