I don't want to be alone anymore. I-I just want and escape. I...
I woke up, drenched in sweat. Groaning, I rolled over and looked at my alarm clock on my bedside table I got for $10.00 at the Goodwill. It was only 5:00 in the morning on a Saturday, but I new going back to sleep was not possible.
I laid in bed, still waking up. My thoughts wandered onto work and I groaned again inwardly, I still had 35 more years of work until I could retire from teaching music at the age of 60.
Getting up, I grabbed my yellow silk robe and slipped it on, and grimaced as my feet touched the cold hardwood floor. I wandered down the bare hallway towards the kitchen, my thoughts on what I should have for breakfast.
Opening the stainless steel fridge I pulled out some eggs and started crack them into a bowl to make an omelet when I felt arms wrap around my waist
"HEY-" I yelled, jumping and turning around, raising the egg beater in me hand as if to use it as a weapon until I saw who the culprit was.
"Attacking me with and egg beater? Good morning to you too Lia." Nathan said chuckling, embracing me and kissing my cheek.
"Don't you work on Saturdays?" I asked confused.
"I don't leave until 5:30. Why are you up this early?" He asked, taking the egg beater from me and started to crack eggs.
I sat up on the counter and watched him. "Another weird dream.." I answered, staring off across the kitchen in thought. I felt my eyebrows furrow "Do you ever think that you're here for a reason, or that you used to have a completely different life that you can't seem to remember?" I looked back to him to find him beating the eggs.
"I think," He said, kissing me nose, "That you just had a weird dream."
I smiled and nodded. "Yeah. You're probably right."
Nathan had moved in with me about three weeks ago. This was the reason I was dating him. He was so sure of himself, only did things that had a reason to them, and was.. well, average. Normal, the way I wanted things to feel in my life.
Nathan finished cooking my omelet for me and kissed me goodbye as I thanked him. I sat down on the couch and started eating and sipping on blackberry tea. The apartment felt quite, so I turned on the News.
After finishing up my food, I put my dishes in the sink and got ready for the day. I took a long shower, lost in thought about my dreams of adventures I had in different planets and times, until.. something bad happened. I always seemed to wake up before it happened.
I turned off the water and got dressed into a pair of jeans and an old t-shirt. Running my fingers through my damp long dark brown, hair I pulled it up into a pony tail and put on a touch of makeup. I then dried my hair and re-put it up in a sloppy ponytail, with my bangs clipped to the side.
Today was just going to be a lazy day. I'd relax, read, watch some TV, maybe clean some. Sort through all of the thoughts in my head about..
A loud knocking on my door interrupted my thoughts of relaxation as I walked to go get it. Who would be knocking at my door at 6:50 in the morning?