Birds and insects were chirping in the background. Hearing a sound of silence with only an animal creature howling. “Where is she?”
She heard footsteps coming her way. A man whose physique is perfectly masculine beauty. She laid her eyes on the person who was in front of her, showing her a handsome smile on his face. Forgetting the strange scenery of the place. She finds herself in the city of paradise again.
She will never forget him in this wonderful place as long as she lives.
“Let’s make a deal. Come here whenever you miss me. And don’t forget me when you get back in your place.” He said it while touching her hair down to her face and glaring at her like an animal who’s making a way to snare his prey before eating.
Though she felt like she wanted to be eaten by this predator. She can’t wait anymore. She fell into his trap and kissed him first.
“I don’t want to wake up. I want to live here forever with you.”
“You need to wake up and find me.” He said. And kissed her again.
……….
“She’s alright. She is just sleeping. The doctor said she is okay.” She heard Jean talking on her side. When she opened her eyes, she realized she was in a white-walled room which is the place that she hates the most, the hospital.
“Why am I here?” She uttered a question while the persons in the room other than her turned their heads at her.
Jean looked at her worriedly. And her mom, who is right beside her, also looking fretful.
“You are way too much on yourself, honey. Don’t push yourself too hard on dealing with your studies. We are always here for you.” Her dad, who presumed she was studying like there is no tomorrow, speaks to her.
“I’m okay, Dad. I just need some rest.” However, when she thinks about it. She is not okay the moment she remembered what happened earlier. She lost consciousness because someone stalked her.
She looked up at Jean and questioned her, using her eyes to convey her. She has something to tell her, leaving her parents out of knowing.
“Your guy brought you here. He is real. Your dream comes true. He looked like the one in your sketch.” Jean lowered her voice for her parents not to hear what she told her while being excited.
“What? The guy, who? Talk to me later.” She replied to her also, whispering to her when her mother suddenly noticed their secret talking.
“Honey, your dad and I will go home for now. It seems like you’re alright now. Jean, will take care of you for us. Don’t be hard on yourself, sweetie. We love you.” Her mom said goodbye and hugged her.
Her parents went home to leave her best friend alone to give them privacy as her mother noticed that they need it. And since she will discharge from the hospital later.
“What were you saying earlier? Who is the guy who brought me here?” She again asked her friend and continued their topic of conversation.
“Don’t you remember the guy in your sketch? He’s the one. The man you’ve been dreaming of.” She can’t understand Jean. She was obscure.
“I can’t remember what you’re saying.” Literally, her best friend is saying nonsense to her.
“I only remember what happened before I went into this bed.” She told Jean everything that she remembers. Everything happened when she noticed someone strangely staring at her while she was browsing through books at the library.
One thing she can’t understand is why she suddenly lost consciousness. She doesn’t know what happened after she hides in the middle section of the library.
“You really need a rest, dear. You were hallucinating so much.” Her friend did not believe her.
She was discharged from the hospital with her best friend accompanying her. She’s still processing in her mind the thing that Jean told her about the guy who brought her to the hospital. Is he the one staring at her in the library?
She also ridiculously thinks about herself being insane over a man she’s been dreaming of and she forgot that dream already. Jean just told her everything about it, but she had no memory of telling it to her. What an unbelievable thought.
Her brain was like a supernova that exploded in a blink of an eye. Because her memory is dealing with a lot more mess now.
After they arrived home, she looked for the sketch that Jean told her about it. However, she can’t find the thing in her room. She shrugged and rested her body on her comforting bed. But she thinks again, that this is no way to find a solution to her problem. She gets up to change her clothes into her uniform. She’ll go back to school to attend her classes.
And she also doesn’t want to be absent from all her classes for a long time.
………
She arrived at school and went to her first class, which is Chemistry. She remembered the ripped jeans guy who was seated in the back seat and offered her help to sleep when she was sleepy because of her boring professor.
He really is not in this class when she doesn’t see him anymore. She just arrived on time. Her professor just started calling for attendance. She is seated again at the back when there is an empty chair.
“Hey, Cara right?” A girl on her left with her one-sided bangs suddenly talked to her. She remembered her flirting with her boyfriend the last time she was seated at the back.
“You just nailed it, girl. Seducing Vince Aldred Garcia is good for you.” What the heck she was saying?
“Excuse me, I’m not following. Who’s Vince, what?” She replied to her and looked confused.
“Well, keep your pace on him, because he’s a hotshot.”
Who the hell she was talking about?
Isn’t she talking about the guy who brought her to the hospital? She’s the only one who doesn’t know his face. How pathetic of her.
The Chem instructor started his lesson when someone interrupted. The guy entered the class suddenly and asked the instructor to sit in their class. Maybe because he was absent from the morning class where he belongs to. When she noticed the guy’s face, she remembered him. He was the guy. The guy that she was looking for in the entire Science department last time. The only thing that she noticed, she can clearly see his face now. He is no longer wearing his cap. And today, he looks normal and realized he has a handsome face. When he was about to look for an empty seat, he suddenly saw an empty chair beside her left. As he noticed her staring at him, his eyes fell on her the moment he walked near the empty seat. She avoided his gaze and get into her stuff. She feigned while browsing the page of the book that she was reading earlier. “It seems you’re okay now. Have you completed your rest?” Is he talking to her? Well, she’s the only one besides him who is not busy talking with the ot
“Oh, so you’ve met him?” Jean reacted to her like she already knew it will happen as she expected. As she told her about her encounter with the guy who brought her to the hospital. “So, what about him? Wasn’t he the guy in your dream? Do you remember him, you know, the sketch?” Jean asked her the thing that she doesn’t even know what she was talking about. Until she showed her a photo from her phone. She can’t believe what’s happening in her mind. The guy in ripped jeans, I mean the guy named Vince as far as she remembers it clearly, totally has a resemblance to the photo that Jean showed her. And what Jean told her about this dream of hers was definitely out of her sanity. “Dear, I swear, I remember nothing else about the dream that you were saying. And with that sketch, I couldn’t find it in my room. Also, those things that you said that I tell you before. I can’t remember any single of them. I’m a blank slate.” “Aren’t you dreaming anymore? How was your sleep last night? Have yo
“Vince Aldred Garcia. Sleep it off and get her out of your head, please.” He scolded himself as he can’t able to sleep while thinking about her. He turned around his body almost three times in a row on his very own masculine king-size bed.Thinking over a girl often is not a hobby of his. However, it just reminds him of all the instances that he always meets her. It started when she met her in the Chemistry class and then so on. Yet, contemplating the first thought. He really was the one who gets into her first.Maybe because he was a little bored, and she was there as his doll to play with his clingy little flirtatious game. That he disturbed her sleepy and silent world. Though she ignored him two times consecutively. Thinking it over again, the instances that happened to them are like fate. Specifically, when she’s the one who found his little boy in the parking lot. Speaking of Chippy, he misses his playful buddy. The last time they were together was in the library. He brings him
She went straight to her first-period class, leaving the guy in a rush. As she felt embarrassed on the way she left him without a word of thank you for giving her a ride. He made her blush while pondering the question he asked her. It’s a blessing in disguise, they aren’t classmates in her first class. What a first-time feeling to be in such an uncomfortable situation. But why is she feeling this way? He just asked her if she has a boyfriend. She’s not imagining he wants to flirt with her. But basically, she’s assuming that. “Scratched away that thought, Cara Nathalia!” She warned herself. She’s not interested in him. “You’re just, schoolmates.” That should be her thought. “Hey, what are you thinking?” Another guy from X-Men. She means another guy who’s appearing in front of her without giving her prior notice like they have a teleporting ability. “What’s your name again?” She asked him as she forgot it but remembered him as the neighbor who had just recently transferred. “You re
“Yeah, she’s wearing a costume of Maleficent. Can’t you imagine that? When she found out about her blind date, is none other than, me? She walked out and run away on the road, still wearing her cape and headdress. She embarrassed herself in front of me. What a pity.” “That's because she’s not even equal to your handsomeness. What a pathetic woman.” The girl he doesn’t know her name wearing a very short skirt and cheerleading uniform with her lipstick on commented on him. While waiting for Cara, a group of cheerleaders joined his table at the cafeteria. “We actually fit if I wore the costume of Hulk.” The girls laughed and giggled at his joke. He tells them a story about one of his terrible experiences on blind dates. After that blind date, he never did it again. While chatting with the girls, he saw Cara looking at him with her furrowed face. He called her name immediately to wake her attention as she would leave without even seeing him. Despite calling her, she continued her walk a
Her body is in so much sweat while searching the thing all over their house from every room through every single corner. She went back and forth from the living room to the kitchen. She looked for it again and again in the front and back yard of their house. But she couldn’t find it. If her parents will arrive now, they would think a thief had entered their house. Because the house is in so much mess right now. She went back to her room and rested her body on her bed. She stopped moving for a bit moment and closed her eyes to focus her mind on the thing she was looking for from the second she woke up from her dream. Yet, her memory is empty. She really can’t remember where she put that damn sketch of that man in her dream. Then she remembered Jean. Her best friend had shown her the picture of the sketch and remembered Vince's face again. But considering the dream she had a while ago; their character was different. She believes the person in her dream is not the person she had met re
She recalled the dream she had in her therapy. Noting every detail in her diary, her doctor advised her to do it for her mind and not to forget it again. The step-by-step solution for her dream behavior that Jean prescribed her is something like she writes a fiction story about herself. She noted every dream she had lately, and the dream she had during her last therapy session. He believes it was a memory of her as she thinks about it. But a dream is a thing that our subconscious minds speak about. However, her dream is not about her subconscious thoughts, but it’s like a memory. Well, it’s all the same. Her head is scrutinizing it again. She closed her diary when her professor walked in the middle, nearing closer to her seat. She’s back on listening to his discussion so she does not get caught on doing other things on her desk. Her class ends with her thoughts still occupied by her dream. She went straight to the powder room to do things a girl should do after class, retouching her
What happened in the library has nothing to do with his purpose of following her a while ago. And as far as he remembers, he’s just a good Samaritan who helped her when he saw her suddenly faint in front of him. “The stalker. Are you the one stalking me at the library?” Cara answered his question frankly. He did not know what she was talking about. The important thing he intends to ask her about got suddenly switched. He wants to blame his slipped tongue for it. “Right, let’s clarify the misunderstanding. First, I wasn’t the one stalking you at the library and earlier in the corridor. Second, why do you think someone was stalking you like you’re always being paranoid? And last, what really happened to you at the library? Do you have a death threat? I just found you looking frightened and when I came near you, you suddenly fainted.” She’s not suspecting him. She just needs someone to blame for her little absurdity. “Maybe because you happened to be there twice when I thought there w