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I owe you- chapter 6

I was here again. In the all- white world, the world he lives in, the world where I get to see him. But I didn't. I didn't see anything.
All I saw was white and I didn't feel serene like the previous time. Now I felt anxious and sad, almost depressed. I just wanted to crawl in bed and sleep. Just how I felt when my parents died. I thought I moved past that feeling, that he made it go away. I guess it always stayed. Like a dark cloud hanging over me, always and forever. Now even more present because there was no one in sight. Not a man with cerulean eyes or a strikingly beautiful black crow.
I was alone.

When I woke up I felt just as lonely and anxious as in my dream. What happened? Yesterday I still had that connection to this stranger, my savior. I could feel it, it made me feel safe and loved. And now… that was gone. I didn't feel anything. Something went wrong yesterday, something severed this connection, this bond. I had to call Bonnie, maybe she'd know.

I sat by the fireplace, Bree's words still ringing in my head. Means no harm… Wants to know who you are… A witch who doesn't know about vampires.
It sounded strange. I just couldn't figure out who would want to find me but means no harm. And I've never met a witch who doesn't know about vampires.
The witch used an Ouija-bord, that's a clue. She would only use an Ouija-bord if she had a person with memories or dreams of me. A person who'd mean no harm and wants to know me.

While I was pondering over this a voice in my head kept nagging at me. Saying I already knew who this person was. Ofcourse I knew. But I didn't know if I was ready yet. Besides, I couldn't feel her anymore, the bond we've had since I saved her. That couldn't be a good sign.

Hey Elena, what's wrong? I'm sorry I didn't find anything in my Gremoir.

That sucked, I hoped she would find something. Something that could explain how I felt.

I don't know, Bonnie. I've been feeling weird. Like something isn't right. I've told you about my savior, the man I always dream about. Well I've always felt a connection with him, like a life line. But since yesterday, that connection is gone and I feel lonely and sad and.. not right.

I listened to Elena talk about the connection she felt with this stranger and it reminded me of something. Something my grams wrote in one of her journals. I told her I'd look in to it and hung up. I needed to do some searching.

Several hours later I pulled the last journal out of the bookcase. The other ones were interesting to read, and were full of spells and witches knowledge, but didn't give me the information I was looking for.
I was flipping through the pages when something caught my eye:

Recurring dream

That must be it. Elena said she's had the same dream of this man for 5 years. A recurring dream.
The writing beneath it was smudged, but readable.

A person can have a recurring dream if a vampire has tied himself to him or her. This connection will be made if the vampire saved this person from an inescapable situation.
* In this context the term person can be replaced by being. Meaning that this person could be supernatural as well.

I read the text over and over again and my eyes kept straying to the word vampire.
A vampire? Well, I guess that's not impossible. After all, I'm a witch. According to the books I'm supernatural too. And grams always said there are more types of creatures roaming the planet than anyone thinks.
How am I going to tell Elena this? She knows about me being a witch but it took some time to get used to it. And now this, a vampire.
The text doesn't say anything about the connection being broken though. Maybe I should search the Grimoir for Recurring dreams.

I hope Bonnie can find something in her grams journals. I feel restless, as though something evil is coming and I can't defend myself when it comes. Not without him. Without the bond I feel weak, anything can take me down. I've always imagined myself strong , capable to fight anything if need be. I've never felt so weak and fragile in my life.