Em:
I circle around in my cabin, pulling my hair in confusion and fear. I don't understand. Why did I have a nightmare about that guy? My brain must be taunting me with messed up nightmares. Or maybe my mind is slowly slipping into crazy mode? There is no other explanation, right?
He's attractive.
No. No. No. No. No. No! I am not crushing on a typical egotistical guy! He'll never like me back! It's a waste of time. I need to get my mind off of it! I should get changed, go to a different willow tree and draw something new.
I pull on a black tank top. Slip on a pair of black skinny jeans, put on my knee high converses and grab my burgundy sweater. Right before leaving the cabin I make sure to bring my sketch book and some pencils.
While zipping up my sweater I run into the forest. Almost five minutes later I find a nice willow tree. I drop to the ground and lay my back on the trunk. Right away I open my sketch book and prepare to draw. What should I draw? Maybe a detailed forest fire? No already did that last week. Great, I have no idea what to sketch.
Something pops in my head, a great idea! My hand starts working and I get lost in that other world. I'm not sure what I'm drawing; I think it's a skull. I add details here and there, more and more I'm sure it's not a skull. And them BAM, I realise that what I'm drawing is a heart.
Not a realistic heart, not a heart being stabbed or burned. No, I'm drawing a cartoon kiddy heart.
"I'm screwed." I whisper to myself.
I throw my pencil, and quickly close the sketch book. I bring my knees up to my chest and lay my head down on them. It's the nightmare. It's turning me all girly. It's disgusting! Pathetic! Like what's the point in liking him! He's obviously a player, too hot for me. I'm not good with talking, making friends. I'm a loner. I have like no self esteem. Gods, I sound emo.
I shake my head, as if it will throw away my depressing thoughts. I get up and grab my things. While walking away I start to play with my lighter. On, off, on and off.
Tonight I decide that to avoid having another nightmare, I will not sleep. I will also not hang around in my cabin. I will build a camp fire out in the woods. I just realised that I spend a lot of time in the woods. Nice.
I check my pocket, making sure my lighter is there and then leave my cabin. As fast and quietly as I can, I dash into the forest. I definitely spend a lot of time in here. I have to go in deep. So that no one can see the light from the flames. After about ten minutes of walking in the dark (I used my lighter as a flash light) I find a nice spot to build a fire.
I walk around collecting fire wood and some dried leaves. After getting it all set up, I take my lighter and set it on fire. Instantly a smile plays on my lips. I just love fire for some strange reason. I sit with my legs crossed and occasionally pick up a dead leaf and throw it in the flames. This is nice. I feel better when I'm near a fire. Yah, I know that sounds weird, but it's just who I am.
AN: Love to hear your thoughts. Just to clarify this is happening at the same time as Sami's previous chapter. Please R&R ~CaitCait12