Sabrina
The fog is thick and sorrounds the forest. The full moon cast light on the ground and on the trees. Even though it´s night the soroundings is clear.
I walk on the leaves on the forestground in my bare feet. No sounds are heard except for my light footsteps. I´m not scared. I´m alone in the woods in the middle of the night, but my heart beats steady.
I walk and walk until I reach a huge oaktree in a clearing. It draws me in. I walk closer and i reach out to touch it. But just before I finally reach the bark of the tree, I hear a sound. It sounds like a branch breaking. I turn around but there is no one there.
I start feeling chills down my bare arms.The night is cold and I´m only wearing a long white dress with straps. How did I end up here? Why I´m only wearing a dress? I can´t remember anything.
I stand there for a while listening to the sounds of the forest, but its deadly quiet. Just as I´m about to turn around I hear a growl. My heart starts beating faster and for the first time I feel scared. I hear another sound. Footsteps.
Something is coming closer and closer. I want to run, but i can´t. My body will not move. The only sounds are the footsteps and my heart beating.
In the shadow of the forest I see two golden eyes. They are moving faster towards me and I feel my palms getting sweaty. I need to run. But just as I´m about to turn around and make a run for it, a low and masculine voice speaks
"Dont".
I freeze. Even if I want to I can´t. The voice has complete controle over my body.
I stare into the golden eyes. I have never seen anyone with eyes likes these. The are full of overwhelming power. I stare at the face in front of me. The eyes belongs to a man. And he is insanely beautiful. He has a sharp nose, full blum lips, a strong jaw and brown hair that curls just a little bit. My eyes wonder and i feel myself look at his chest and arms. Full of muscle that shows a well trained body. My first instinct is to touch him and I think about those arms holding me tight. I hear another growl and realise it comes from him. He takes one step forward and reaches out those strong arms towards me.
And just like that I wake up.
My heart is pounding and I sit up in my bed. The bedsheets are clining to my body and I feel the sweat linger. I look around and I´m in my bedroom. I take my phone and its 4 in the morning. It was that stupid dream again. The last couple of months the same dream have haunted me. I always wake up when he tries to reach me. I lie down and stare up in the ceeling, trying to put myself back to sleep, but I know I can´t. The dream always keep me awake. It takes two more hours before my heart stop pounding and I don´t sweat anymore. I look at my phone and decide I might as well get the day started.
