[ IF THERE'S TYPOS IN THIS CHAPTER I'M SORRY ABOUT IT, kayyy. This story was based on a dream that I had, & so I made this dream as a story. I hope you like the first chapter. 3 :] PLEASE, no negative criticism on it. Thank you lovies. ENJOY. :D ]
It was that one night that changed my life, the night I met him, the night that he turn my world upside down. How could this be you may ask? Well, have you ever been in love or in lust with someone? I was maybe both, but mostly in love. He makes me feel alive in every way, the way he stares me as though I was all he ever wanted.I wanted to learn more about him and his ways, but it's a mystery, he's a mystery - - -
Before I met my mysterious guy, my life was normal. I had normal job as a photographer, model and journalist. Everyday was interesting, yet normal. . Looking for the one was hard for me, since every guy I met only was interested on how I look. Shallow men never caught my attention. Once in a while, when me and couple of my gal pals went out to do our weekly night out to any place that we set out minds on, there's always one sleezball that is always kissing my ass, not literally. I am beautiful, but I'm not going to take advantage of it. I am free, but I have a feeling that I'm not going to feel free as much as I am feeling it now. I'm a young independent individual and I don't need anyone to take care of me, especially a guy. I had this dream that I will soon meet a man and that he's going to make my life extraordinary. I'm looking for a challenge, something that I never experience in my life, and I want to find that in a guy. So many emotions in my mind, especially fear. Fear, I repeatedly said it softly. That word echoed in my head like a Marilyn Manson song. I am going to face something fearful, I whispered to myself. The thought of that made me body cringed and my stomach turn. I got up and looked out the window, it was raining. Normally when it's raining, it makes me feel relaxed but why am I feeling so broken and nervous. I jumped as I heard the phone ring, I checked the caller Id and it was Bianca, one of my closest friends.
"Hello?"
"Heyy Honey, it's me Bianca!" she said with so much enthusiasm
"Yeah I know it's you, what's up?" Her enthusiasm makes me feel kind of better, like if some of my nervousness and fear was soaked up by enthusiasm.
"Hmmm, well guess who's coming to see you! I think you already know the answer to that question though, but yeahh, guess who, guess who!"
I giggled a little "Let me see, is it you?" Bianca is like a sister to me, she was always there for me and still is. I'm psyched that she's coming to visit, I needed the company.\par
"Duhh, I'm coming to visit in a week during my vacation , but I'm not staying over your place for long ; You know how Munro gets when I'm over your place." Munro is her overly jealous fiancee, they were together for almost three years. He popped the questioned to her a year ago. I'm happy for them but Munro needs to get over his jealousy issues.
"Yeah I know, his jealousy hormones takes over. I don't understand why he doesn't go to anger management or something. I am glad that I am single, I don't have time to deal with the relationship bullshit." I was so lying when I said that I'm glad that I'm single, honestly I get lonely sometimes, and be wanting to cuddle or share my feelings with someone. I'll just have to wait for the right one for me, I hope I find him soon. .
"Jealousy does not involve it's self with anger . . . Or does it? I don't know but he does not need anger management classes, and you know want a guy to lovie dovie you" She giggled. Was she reading my mind over the phone?
"Okayy, well I'll talk to you later, I have a huge migraine that I can't take. But you better call me when you get here next week, I totally need the company and tell Munro I said Hi." I don't usually call him Munro, I call him Ro but I guess this migraine was making my head all fucked up.
"Alright, be safe hun and take care, Byee."
"Thanks and Okay,Bye."
As I hung up the phone I thought about Murno's Jealousy issues, I questioned myself, " Am I going to meet a guy that has jealous issues like him?" I really hope I don't. I shook my head then I got up and walked to my bedroom to look for my iPod. I needed a little music time to make these strange thoughts go away. I searched on top of my Bureau and there it was, I took it and laid down on my the bed feeling cozy and feeling to sleepyness sinking in. I plugged in earphones and pressed play. The song "Your Decision" by Alice In Chain. The soothingness of the song was sending me to dreamland, and I fell asleep. The last thing I heard was ,
" Watched your fears become your God ; It's your decision. . . It's your decision. . ."
