Chapter 1: The Dream
The dream started out like this: Connor and Dawn are both walking towards one another but neither one of them can see the other one. Everything is hazy, there are white sheets, or curtains hanging everywhere, you can almost see through them. When they meet in the middle of the hallway, their hands touched. Dawn was wearing a white thin nightgown; you could almost see through it, she looked like an Angel.
He thought she was the most beautiful girl that he had ever seen. She was 5'0, she had long straight auburn hair, the most amazing blue eyes, and she did not have any shoes on. Connor was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a white t-shirt. He looked like he just walked out of a James dean movie. He looked just like a rebel without a cause. He was 5'3, short dark hair, sky blue eyes, that you could just lose yourself. He did not have any shoes on either. They both stood there for a moment staring at each other.
When they finally did look away, they noticed a door behind them. The door was black and it was slightly ajar. The door compelled them; for a reason, they looked inside. The room was set up as a bedroom. There was not a dresser or a closet; there was not even any kind of windows. The only thing in the room was a bed, everything was painted red except the bed, and it had black silk sheets and pillows. It also had a soft silk black quilt. The bed looked as if someone had expected them. When they finally did go inside the room, the door disappeared; it trapped them both trapped inside. They both looked at the bed then at each other, their blue eyes met.
He started to speak, he said, "my name's co-"
She put her hand over his mouth, she said, "shh, I know this is a dream but I don't want reality to come in just yet, no names ok? I want to enjoy this ok?"
He looked at her then at the bed and just nodded. He was standing there one minute and the next she was pushing him down on the bed and kissing him. Neither of them knew what to do at first. They went with their natural instincts; it must have been right because it sure felt right. One moment they were kissing and the next they were making love. They were making love so fiercely, as if it was the last thing either of them would ever do. Right in the middle of it, he looked up and noticed that the room was on fire, everything was in flames except them. It seemed like the fire would consume everything in its path including them.
He started to stop but then she pulled him back down to her and said, "Do not stop, never stop touching me."
He went back to her willingly, and he said, "I couldn't stop even if I wanted to. Which I don't, I've never wanted someone as much as I want you before."
With having said those last words, he kissed her and went back to making love with her. Afterwards when she was fast asleep in his arms, Connor realized that he had never been that happy before in his life, neither had Dawn.
