What She Really Wants
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He pushed me down, laughing. I blushed, looking down at the grass I was lying on. He rolled his eyes, and then gazed at me tenderly, adoringly… I couldn't help but gaze back. His soft, emerald eyes melted into my own eyes. His lips brushed mine, and my breathing became ragged. I was content enough to lay there for forever. He rolled away from me, chuckling lightly.
" I would appreciate a response, maybe just to make sure you haven't fainted," He teased lightly. I rolled onto my side so that I was facing him and stuck my tongue out at him childishly. We both laughed. I looked up at the clouds and gazed at them, not really paying attention to them at all. Instead, I listened to the sound of our harmonious breathing, perfectly synchronizes. I turned to look at him. He was looking at me, too, smiling softly. He wrapped his arm around me and kissed me again.
In that moment, I was nothing but happy. I felt as if… I were in love…
Wait, what?
He opened his mouth again, to speak. Suddenly, a loud beeping sound filled my ears.
I bolted awake.
I looked at my alarm clock curiously, and then shrugged, grabbing it and throwing it into the wall. I had dozens of them in the closet, gifts from relatives who knew about my, er, problems waking up. I got dressed, and then went into the kitchen. I grabbed a bagel and eased my way out, walking to the car and starting it. It seemed kind of… dark out. Ignoring that, I drove out. I kind of figured Dawn would get a ride from Paul, so I skipped over her place and drove to work, feeling a smug satisfaction that I had been able to wake up fine after another dream. It wasn't until I pulled into the parking lot, that I looked at my watch out of instinct. I did a double take.
I was two hours early??
Did anything in my life go right? Seriously! I flipped open my cell phone and hesitated. Would my friends still be sleeping? I sighed and called Misty. It rang twice before she picked up.
" Hello?" Her voice was bright and cheerful. I was amazed.
" Mist, it's me, May." I said.
" What's up?" Her voice sounded abruptly worried.
" Well, I'm early for work for some reason," I said impatiently. She was silent, and then burst into laughs.
" Ah, wow…" She giggled.
" What?" I demanded, furious. She knew what was going on? I felt a little bit betrayed and annoyed at the same time.
" Dawn said she would sneak into your house and set your alarm early because you're always late, but I thought she was just kidding," I could easily hear the smile in Misty's voice. I growled. Dawn was going to regret this.
" Thanks, I guess." I hung up. I was annoyed that she had cut off my good dreams, and- wait, good dream? That wasn't supposed to happen! I pushed away the unpleasant thoughts, wondering what I was going to do with all my extra time. I walked up to the building, sitting in the front. I ignored the hard, cold cement. It was really early and I had absolutely nothing to do. I heard steps, but I didn't look up.
" May," A voice said. I froze, too shocked to say anything.
The name was familiar, of course, since it was my name, but the voice that went with it was… off… I looked up.
Drew was standing there.
" Hey," He grinned crookedly.
" Hey," I echoed, confused. He was acting different. Drew offered his hand. I took it, uncertainly, and he pulled me up.
" What are you doing so early?" He wondered.
" My friend set my alarm early," I grumbled. He laughed. The sound was so familiar, although I had never heard it before.
My dream…
Drew grabbed my hand. I just stood there like a moron.
" I want to show you this place," He urged. I took an unsteady step forward, and then looked at him, confused.
" What's with the sudden kindness?" I demanded. He glanced at me over his shoulder as he led me to god knows where.
" It's… I'll explain later…" His voice sounded sort of… pained? I said nothing as he dragged my through a forest, and then…
Wow.
The setting was beautiful. A hill, covered with swaying grass and scattered flowers. I could see the sky perfectly from here. My heart thumped unevenly.
This was the place from my dreams!
" Sit," He commanded, plopping onto the ground. I sat down cautiously. He lay down, smiling at the sky. Then, he turned to me.
" Beautiful, isn't it?"
" Yeah…" I muttered.
" I come here a lot, when my parents argue. They don't know this place exists." He sighed. I was still confused though, and his words made no sense.
" Wait, first, explain! Why am I here? And why have you brought me here? I mean, you were so… cruel back in the office, and-" the words flowed out of my mouth unthinkingly. He flinched.
" I don't have a
choice." He whispered. This was even more confusing. No choice?
" What do you mean?" I asked.
" My parents… they own the company, I just help to run it. But everyone seems to make me their idol, and I'm the face of the place. I don't even know how that happened," He shook his head, disgusted. He took in my expression and continued, " My father and mother both are convinced that I'm not proper, not business-like enough, so they set down those rules. They even have cameras installed in the building to make sure I act the way I'm supposed to. I don't even know why, I mean, all they do is argue, and they're on the brink of divorce!" He growled. I blinked.
" Wow… I'm sorry…" was all I could stutter out. He sighed again and turned to me.
" I'm sorry. This onslaught of information must be messing with your head." I smiled awkwardly.
" Sort of. I don't exactly know why you're telling this to me… I mean, I really am sorry about your… parents, but what does that have to do with me? I barely know you… Sorry if that sounded rude," I quickly amended. He chuckled reluctantly.
" That's okay. Even I don't really know…" He frowned, and then turned to me again, his face apologetic. " This is going to sound completely psychotic, but… I've been having these dreams…" He began. My heart froze. " I just sort of felt… as if I could trust you…" His voice wrapped tenderly around the word trust. " My parents are pretty mad at me for letting you off the hook, too." He added, as if that would make this conversation less odd. But I wasn't really listening.
" Dreams?" I choked out. " Like what?" I turned to him.
His face was scrunched up in pain.
" I-"
Suddenly, there was a loud, ringing sound.
" Crap." He muttered. Drew looked at me, apologetic again. " I have to go." Before I could say anything, he burst into the woods. I sat on the grass for a few more moments before I stood up, shakily.
So he was having those dreams too? The difference between the way he had acted in the office and out here had really shaken me. My head was spinning. I glanced at my watch.
" I'M LATE!!" I screeched. I scrambled to my feet. In that moment, as I ran, I was nothing but furious at him. I burst into the building. Drew… Mr. Rosalind was there, talking to an elderly couple. He turned to watch my spectacular entrance. I stumbled, leaning against a wall to catch my breath. Nice.
" You're late, Miss Maple." The woman spoke. Her voice was cold, yet polite at the same time. Her face tightened, and her eyes cut through my whole body. I shivered. The man was slightly more polite.
" I see you've made it, Miss Maple. We were hoping to talk to you." His brow furrowed.
" You mean that you were hoping to talk to her," The woman spoke rudely. " I had no intention of speaking to this lowlife worm." I was shocked.
" And just who are you to talk to me like that?" I growled.
" I'm Drew's Mother."
I gasped. I should have seen it coming, what with her emerald eyes. However, her hair was all white, no tint of green whatsoever. I felt a sudden urge to snicker. I turned to the man.
" I assume you are Mr. Rosalind's father, sir?" I said politely. Hey, he was nicer. The man nodded.
" You can call me Jack," He smiled. I blinked. This wasn't what I expected from him.
" Pleasure meeting you, Jack. May I ask what you hoped to speak to me about?" I questioned. His smile faltered slightly.
" You see, we were told that… your brother has been in an accident." He frowned. My heart froze.
Max?
" I…" I grasped desperately for words. The woman shook her head in mock pity.
" They said you're allowed to leave work for it. But understand you're not being paid-"
I barely heard her. I was already running out.
--Drew's POV--
I glared at my parents as soon as May bolted.
" How could you do that to her?" I growled. Neither of them spoke for a moment. Then, my mother… no, that monster spoke.
" She is a burden. She does not need to be here." She said. Her voice was smug, almost happy.
" Purposely injuring her own brother? It's hardly necessary, cruel, violent, mindless…" I trailed off, horrified. I should have warned her. Why didn't I? Because I just found out. I was happy, the happiest I had felt in years sitting there with her, my eyes only on her, and they just had to summon me. This was not important. Rather, it was stupid.
" The meeting with the people coming to buy the company is extremely important, and we cannot have her distracting us." My father said in a soothing voice. I was far from soothed. The look in her eyes earlier, I couldn't really place the emotion in them… happy? Trusting? The first time I had been placed with those feelings and I unknowingly threw them away. Why didn't I warn her? Without a thought, I turned and bolted.
" Where are you going, Andrew? You have a job to keep up here!" My mother screeched back at me. Normally, I would have frozen, forced myself back to her. Not now, not with her like that.
So I turned around to her and shouted back at her.
" No!"
And despite my demeanor, my sudden fierceness, for the first time in my life, I was truly happy.
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I only want one… ONE review… just one… please?
And yes, Drew's parents hired someone to try and kill Max.
Pay attention to the word TRY. TRY. TRY. Okay? Now don't kill me!!
