Chapter 2
Will Carter - Human
Several Hours Later
I sighed and turned over in the warm, comfy bed, the sheets soft against my…skin… I shot bolt upright and looked around dizzily. The room was dark and the house silent. The clock on the wall read about 3:15. I ran my fingers through my tangled hair and tried to remember who I'd been with. After five minutes of failing I gave up. Must've been too drunk at the time… I sure as hell have the headache to prove it…
I got up and hunted for my clothes, pulling them on and trying to sneak downstairs without waking Erin in the next room. I tracked down my purse in the kitchen, where I had to climb over our gaffer still nursing a bottle of Jack on the floor. I made it outside and to my unfortunate surprise there wasn't a cab in sight. Just my luck. I sighed in defeat and began the 20 block trek to the nearest subway station. Or until I found a cab.
Three Weeks Later
I turned over and glared at the clock. 10:28 A.M. Why can't I sleep? I huffed and got up, going out to the kitchen for some coffee.
"I thought you weren't gonna get up till noon?" asked Sara, my roommate.
I sighed into my cup. "I've been having these dreams…"
"What kind of dreams?" I felt the heat flood my face and she burst out laughing. "Aww! You're having sex dreams!"
I threw the dish towel from the counter at her and sat down. "I don't know… They're not really sex dreams. For the most part, anyway. They're just about this guy."
"Is he hot?"
I blushed again. "Well, yeah… He's got this shaggy, dark hair and dark eyes, almost black. And when they are sex dreams….mmm….God is he good."
She started to laugh again. "And how long have you been dreaming about him?"
"It's been a few weeks. But they just won't go away. I'm so tired anymore."
"Hmm… Well have you met the guy in real life?"
"I have no idea. He could've been some stranger on the street for all I know."
"Well maybe you'll meet him soon. That way I don't have to deal with your tired ass anymore," she said teasingly before getting up. "Well I gotta head to work. Have fun at your rehearsal and keep an eye out for dream guy."
I glared at her as she walked out laughing.
That Night, Just After 4:00 A.M.
I shivered and pulled my jacket tighter around me. For mid July the early morning air was pretty cold. I slipped into the alley I always take a shortcut through, but just as luck would have it, tonight the street light was burnt out. I carefully tried to feel my way along the ground with my feet, but failed. I tripped over a wire or something that I couldn't see and barely managed to keep from slamming my face into the pavement.
I huffed in annoyance and tried to examine my scraped up hands in the dark. I couldn't see anything. I started to get up when I was thrown backward, the wind knocked out of me, and something very heavy on top of me. Something jerked on my jacket and then shocked my neck. It must've been an electric wire I tripped over, because the shock was ridiculously strong, traveling through my entire body and making me shiver.
Whatever was on me was gone in an instant and I could breathe again. It'd all happened too fast for it to have been a mugging. And I still had my purse… I sat up quick when I registered something wet seeping into my jacket. Eww… I squinted into the dark, but couldn't really see anything.
"Is anyone there?"
I heard a rustling and hastily climbed to my feet. I reached into my purse to find my pepper spray when instead I found my keys with the little flashlight keychain on them. I shined it in my purse, but before I could look I saw the bottle smashed on the ground. At least now I know what's on my coat…
I heard the rustling again and shined the light into the alley.
"Ahh! Turn that damn thing out!"
My eyes widened and I turned toward the mouth of the alley, wanting to put as much space between myself and this person as possible. Unfortunately I didn't get too far.
"Don't run. Or I'll be forced to chase you."
I swallowed hard and slowly turned back toward the darkness and the stranger. "What do you want?"
"Truth be told, I don't rightly know…" Then he laughed. He laughed! Just what the hell is so funny about this situation? "This may seem like an odd request, seeing as I just tackled you, but you really just need to trust me for a minute."
"Trust you? Just who the hell are you?" I began taking very slow steps back toward the street.
He sighed, the sound almost remorseful. "Do you remember the party a few weeks ago?"
I thought back. The last party I'd been to was the closing party for…Oliver!…"Oh God! That was you?"
"Heh… Was I that bad? My name's Lucas, by the way."
I stopped backing away and put my hands on my hips. "Listen… That was a one time thing and I really don't do that very often, so you should really just forget about the whole thing."
He laughed again. "Yeah, whatever… It's forgotten. What's your name?"
I immediately got defensive again. "It's Will…" I answered after hesitating.
"Not to be rude, but isn't that a boy's name?"
"Yeah, well I'm not too fond of what it's short for."
"And what is that?"
I rolled my eyes. "It doesn't concern you," I said flatly and turned on my heel to finally leave the alley. But of course, he had to follow me. I tried to flag down a cab before he got to me, but it just sped past.
"Look. We need to talk. I'll find you tomorrow night, okay?"
"No. Not okay. We have nothing to talk abo-" I was cut off by a shrill whistle. A cab came to a screeching halt right in front of us and he opened the door for me.
"I'll come to the theatre at about midnight, okay? Please don't forget." And with that he ran off. I stared after him for a long moment until the driver yelled at me to get in.
When I arrived back at my apartment it was after five and Sara was already up getting ready for work.
"Damn. You look like you did when you came home from that party. What kinda shit did you get into tonight?"
I glared at her. "Shouldn't you be getting ready for work?" I huffed and walked toward my room, stripping off my pepper spray soaked coat.
"Geeze… Sorry…" she mumbled at my back.
I stopped but didn't turn around. "I met dream guy…"
She instantly perked up. "What happened? What's his name? What's he like? When're you gonna see him again? Is he just as hot in real life?"
I laughed slightly, still too confused myself to answer most of her questions. "His name's Lucas…" was all I said before going into my room and closing the door behind me.
