Prolouge
Jesse sprang up in his bed. Sweating, and breathing heavily. He looked down to his left, to see a girl sleeping there. Did her wake her? No, not entirly. She was a deep sleeper.
He quietly got up and went into the bathroom to wash his face. The cool water felt good against his hot, swaty skin. He looked into the mirror, and gazed back at himself. And thought to himself about what had happened.
A dream. It had only been a dream, but it seemed so real, and so familliar. He was in the woods. Running. Following a girl, except he didn't know who it was.She suddenly slowed into a walk, then stopped completley. He noticed where they were. At a spring. The spring. He remembered the spring, but not the girl.
She tured around. "Jesse..." she said, her voice echoing. "You said you'd always love me."
And that's when he had woken up. He kept his mind fixed of her face. Her face. Her camll chin, with a tiny dimple. He cheeks flushed, and rosy. Her lips, full and red. And her eyes... oh her eyes. He knew those eyes. But maybe he had just imagined it all.
Jesse went back to bed, where Stella sat waiting for him. Stella, his latest girlfriend, in his life of blood, sex, and booze. This had beed his life, and he was happy... he guessed. He had forgotten exactly why his life has changed. Why he ran away from his family, why he had developed a personality he never knew before.
Whatever the reason, it was bad. He had completley blocked it out of his mind.
"Jesse, baby... you okay?"
"What?" he quickly turned to face Stella.
"Are you okay?"
"Yea... I'm okay."
"You sure?" she further in quired.
"I'm fine."
"What happened?"
"Nothing. Just a dream."
"Okay." she layed back down, but he still sat up thinking. "Are you gonna come kiss me good-night, or what?"
Jesse looked down at Stella. "Oh." Whoever that girl was, he'd find out. "You bet..."
Not the he cared