A/N: please read and review. Sorry obout the title. I now it's rubbish. Email/ review with suggestions if you have any better ideas. If you haven't read Philip Pullman's "His Dark Materials", I recommend reading that first, as otherwise this may not mean much to you. And it's a really good trilogy of books.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.
Dedicated to: my best friend Philippa Mary Hopkins, Highworth.
Will arrived home from work at the usual time. He had had the usual day, with the usual people, at the usual place. Somewhere inside of him, Will could feel his inner self, his child form. He had tried very hard, for the most of ten years, to hide it away. He now knew nothing of the real Will, and thought it was just a dream he had had, not so long ago. In fact, he had had this dream almost every other night, since the day………….. the day ……………….. the day…. He couldn't remember. He just knew that ever since he had disappeared for four years of his life, he had had this distant thought in his mind.
Will was suddenly brought back to reality when he heard a pair of stiletto flip flops, the type that went out of fashion years ago, tapping their way up the stairs. He was staying on the third and topmost floor of a hostel. Judging from the noise now coming from the lobby, he guessed that the girl had met the guard, who must be on patrol at the moment. From the sound of her voice, she was one of Johnty's "little angels". He ran a sex business, where fat, middle-aged men with Bio problems, like Will, could come if they needed cheering up. Will, of course, had never used this service, but it didn't mean he hadn't fantasized about it.
About a beautiful girl with a stick thin waist and legs about three feet long. She would be wearing a cropped denim jacket, a revealing tank top, and a tartan mini-kilt. She would have lots of piercings, and would be wearing white leather stilettos. Her deep green-brown eyes would gaze at him, and make him feel loved. He had felt unloved for so long, he just wished he could have a moment of happiness. Her hair would be long, black and silky. He pictured here being around halfway through her teenage years. She would have just finished school. Like when he first met Dawn. Dawn was his partner, although they never talked. She would come round, sometimes, if she didn't have "previous engagements", and they would almost literally jump into bed together practically straight away. When they first met, they had been unable to take their eyes off each other, or keep their hands away from each other. They both, however, did not lose their virginity to each other. Will could not remember who he had loved so much as to give such a precious part of himself to them, but he knew that it had been during the time he had disappeared. That had been back when he was young and fresh. He had been quite sexy when he was younger, but it all seemed to have gone away after he had met dawn. Lost in his thoughts, he didn't hear the door gently click open and shut again. He thought he felt warm breath on the back of his neck, but it must have been his imagination. He brushed the back of his neck, which, he was surprised to find, had gone all goose bumps.
"Hello, Will", a deep voice purred from behind him.