Locked Within My Dreams
It started in the other world. It started… in the alien's world. I sat on the ground floating in the hazy air, a knife in my left hand and laid it down on my right wrist. I was alone. I had always been alone. Nobody had ever cared about me. Nobody had ever loved me. It wouldn't make a difference if I died or not. Nobody would notice. My blood red eyes fill with tears and they streamed down my pale cheeks. I applied pressure and slit my wrist. My naked body was now covered in blood and I screamed out in pain, not that anyone would care. My vision blurred and I began to feel faint. Within seconds, I collapsed on the cold hard ground.
My forehead felt cold and wet. I opened my eyes to see a green sky above me. I heard a sound beside me and tilted my head to see a young boy, about my age with ivy-green hair in short pony-tails, leaning against a wall, staring at the fire. It was hard to tell in the light, but his eyes seemed golden.
I opened my mouth to speak, but only coughed instead. My body felt heavy and I couldn't move my arms. The boy turned to look at me and then he came closer, leaning over me.
"You're awake, that's good." He said softly. His voice was so tender and soft that it made my chest feel funny.
"W-W-Why'd you… save me?" I choked quietly. "Why didn't you let me die?"
He caressed my cheek. "I'm not one to turn a blind eye to things like that."
"Fool… you should've let me die…"
"And why is that?"
"I... don't have a reason to live…"
"Would you like me to give you a reason?"
Before I could respond, he pressed his tan lips against my own. His lips were soft and warm like a nice summer's day. I closed my eyes and pressed my lips further against his. Tears of joy rolled down my face. I'd never had anyone care before… never had anyone love me before. It made the feeling in my chest grow stronger. He pulled back, confusion on his face.
"I'm sorry, did I make you upset?"
"Idiot… I'm happy… no one's… ever loved me before."
He smiled and then kissed me again. I felt a numbing sensation in my neck followed by a sharp piercing feeling. When the boy pulled back, I could see the end of a syringe that was pointed at my neck. Almost instantly I fell asleep, but before I lost consciousness, I heard the boy whisper something to me.
"Don't worry… I'll make you have a reason to live."