When Dr. Lecter held me back as I looked up at him drunkenly confused.
"Miss Octavia, you are inebriated and not in control of your actions. I think it would be best if you head to bed and try and get some rest." Dr. Lecter softly pushed me into room and shut the door behind me.
I stood there just trying to process what had happened. Shaking the feeling off I stripped down to my undergarments and crawled into the king size bed. It was so soft and comfy compared to the bed at the motel. I pulled the blankets closer to me making a cocoon around me as I quickly drifted into blissful sleep.
I walked through the house that I had built in Florida after deciding that this would be my home. Everything was perfectly in place as I wandered around, trying to find a flaw that the construction crew messed up. I was quite particular on how I wanted things. Everything had to be perfect because I had planned to put artwork and sculptures around the house and they would fit perfectly to where I had planned them to be.
I found nothing out of place and motioned for the movers to start putting up all the decor. The first thing they brought through the double doors was the Rose Razer sculpture I had done so many years ago. I couldn't bring myself to sell it because of the power it had over me. As they set it down in its spot, I walked up and stared at it.
"Somethings not right…" I muttered to myself as I got closer to it. It looked all too real the closer I got to inspect it. The flesh colored clay seemed so real, did I really paint it that well that long ago? I reached my hand out to touch the petals when a strong hand grabbed hold of my wrist. Quickly withdrawing my hand I looked at the man, if you could call it that. The man looked like a sculpture himself with flawless black skin with antlers like a seasoned buck. I backed away from him as I stared. He shook his head and stood still watching me. I couldn't' tell if he was really watching me but I could feel those black eyes piercing my soul.
I almost screamed when the workers filled in with more artwork. I didn't reconize these. They were all people that looked to have died in art worthy manner. The workers walked around me as they carried one after another. Each piece as beautiful as it was horrific.
"Did I do this? What happened to my normal ones?" I talked to myself as I tried to touch one but the man shook his head at me. I withdrew my hand and kept it close to me. They didn't stop no matter how many they had brought through the house, there was more to follow.
I squeezed through the men to the outside to only see a sea of sculptures. I stared in shock as I descended the stairs. As I got close to them they separated leaving a path for me to walk. I kept walking and walking to no end. The man following quietly behind me. I wouldn't' have known he was there except for when I looked back to see how far from the house I had gone.
"What do you want from me?!" I yelled at him but he seemed unfazed by my words.
"Ava…" My head snapped to the sound of my brother calling me by my childhood nickname. Will was in the path a few yards from me bleeding out. I turned the rest of my body to try and run to help him but my body could not will itself to move. "Ava…" He called for me once again as I could see the light in his eyes start to fade.
"WILL! HOLD ON PLEASE!" I kept trying to force myself to move, but to no avail. I could feel my body tearing itself apart trying to reach my brother. The man walked passed me and stopped midway between the two of us and looked at me as if waiting for something. "Save him please…" Tears covered my face as eyes flickered between the two men, hoping he would listen and save my brother. Turning its back to me, he walked over to Will and looked to be helping him. Though my mind had calmed my body didn't. My heart wouldn't' stop racing as I watched. I could feel the pressure building in my chest I pulled my shirt over my head trying to let my heart breath when I saw slice marks on my breasts. Soon my whole chest was being sliced and curved. I knew what was happening but I couldn't' fully understand it. I didn't feel pain but instead my heart slowed, it was slowly revealed from inside my chest. I slumped to my knees as the rose finished his petals. Hearing my heartbeat was almost soothing as the man walked back over to me. I was frozen in place as the man knelt down and reached for my heart. He-
My eyes opened and locked onto an object in front of me. A dresser; as my body came down from the high of the dream that had felt all too real. Moments passed as I slowly regained control of my senses and my body. I rolled over and took a deep breath trying to understand this weird dream that my mind demanded that I should feel. I rolled over again, in the same direction and was now close to the edge of the bed. My cocoon now had me trapped as I tried to find the best way to break free of it.
Finally finding the opening I crawled out and onto the floor. I didn't move at first, enjoying the cold hardwood floors, but got up as I heard movement from downstairs. Then I realized that I wasn't in a motel and was in Dr. Lectors house.
My eyes almost popped out of their sockets as I pulled the blanket in front of my figure. Looking around trying to figure out if I was in his bed. "Please don't tell me I slept with my brothers psychologist," but much to my relief it looked like a guest bedroom then a master suite. I opened a few of the drawers and found a pair of shorts and a shirt that was far to big for me.
Making my way slowly down the stairs, I kept peeking behind walls to see if anyone was there. I hadn't made up my mind if I was just gonna run out or face the Doctor head on. I had almost decided to just bolt but I could smell food and my mouth watered just remembering last night dinner. Slowly making my way to the kitchen I peeked around the corner to find Dr. Lecter cooking. He was only in his long sleeved shirt and his dress pants and of course the apron. He seemed almost naked compared to his usual attire. He didn't seem to notice me at first or maybe he just didn't say anything as I watched him cook.
"Good morning Miss Octavia," I let out a squeak and hid back behind the wall not expecting him to talk to me so suddenly. I peeked back around the corner and he was looking at my curiously. What was I? A mouse? I have no need to hide from him, I thought as I stepped out and made my way to the island.
"Morning," I kept my voice quiet not sure what I should say to him.
"Did you sleep well?" He turned his attention back to the food he was making as I contemplated stealing a piece of bacon.
"Um, I think so. I mean I had this wild and weird dream but it wasn't really a bad one," My thought wandered back to the dream that I had almost forgotten by the time I had made my way down stairs. "I'm sorry about last night I didn't mean… Well to…" I kept trying to find the right words.
"Don't be Miss Octavia, it has happened to the best of us, luckily it happened to me so I could keep you from doing something you might regret." He didn't sound mean or upset with me. He was understanding as his hands moved expertly.
Yes, I was quite grateful he hadn't taken advantage of me, but now that he mentioned it… My eyes left his hands, glanced to his body, then to his face which always had a mask of calm and collective. He must have a nice body seeing as he looked like he's makes his own food. He has to work out in some way, maybe he even has some abs. A hint of a blush crossed my cheeks and I looked down to trace the pattern on the granite. Would he have a sex face? I mean he can't always be calm and collective, more so when having sex when people show more of their true selves then they do in conversations. I let my imagination run a little too wild as I tried to imagine Dr. Lecter having sex.
I was brought back to reality with a soft hand on my shoulder. I looked to find Dr. Lecter looking at me with curiosity. "I said are you alright Miss Octavia. You looked like you might be off in a different universe." I just looked up at him then nodded.
"Yes, sorry I was just… Yes, I am perfectly fine," I smiled at him as his curiosity seemed to peek a bit by me not explaining what was was going on in my head.
"Well breakfast is ready if you'd like to join me in the dining room." I walked into the dining room as he followed me and placed a plate in front of me after I had taken a seat. Taking his place at the head of the table.
We ate in silence at first while my mind still wondered on my previous thoughts. "What ever you seem to be thinking about appears to be quite intriguing Miss Octavia." Dr. Lecter spoke as he glanced up from his meal. I looked up and watched him as I tried to make an excuse.
"Its nothing, just an interesting little snid bit of thought that has caught my interest." I smiled at him and continued eating, "You make the best food I've ever tasted, I might have to kidnap you and bring you on my journeys." I teased as I ate and he gave small laugh.
My phone went off and I excused myself from the table and walked into a living room to answer. I listened vaguely as a manager informed me that I was needed in Israel for an art showing to possibly commission. I would need to leave soon before I missed my flight. I said my goodbyes on the phone and walked back into the dining room.
"I'm sorry Dr. Lecter but I need to be leaving, I have to get on a flight to head to Israel," for some reason it sounded so much more sad than I had intended it to be. I've had a nice time with both Will and Dr. Lecter.
He stood, "I understand Miss Octavia, let me walk you to the door." We walked together in silence. I chewed the inside of my cheek trying to think of something worth saying when I left. We made it to the door and he opened the door for me.
"Thank you for your kindness," I gave him a big smile.
"Have a safe trip Miss Octavia and I do expect you to come back for dinner again," He gave me a smile that almost made my knees melt.
"Of course," One last endearing smile and I walked out to my bike. I started her up and made my way back to my shitty motel. I already missed Dr. Lecter's house as I pulled up and disembarked my bike. Unlocking the door I walked into the room and started getting ready to leave. I had everything packed when I noticed my unfinished work that brought my dream flooding back into my mind. I bit my lip called someone to pick it up and put it in storage for me. Taking one last look around, I hoped I wouldn't forget anything. I wanted to say goodbye to Will and tell him that I would be back soon but I didn't have the time to drive out there and I didn't have his number. Sighing, I slung the pack over my shoulder and opened the door. My vision was met with black as my mind went numb. Thats all I could remember.
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