Hidden in the mist

Here and there....

        I have no idea when, but after a couple of hours of talking we passed out, I was beyond tired, I could tell he was as well. But as always, that same dream haunted me, I woke up to Zan trying to calm me while I was crying into his chest. Our legs were intwined with each other and I was half laying on him, my head was on his chest and he one arm wrapped around me, I felt slightly over heated, maybe because how close we were sleeping and being stuck under the covers. Or you know, the huge fact that I was not used to having another body next to me in my bed all night and waking up to being in some one’s arms, oh and with a nightmare too.

     “shhhhh, it’s okay Boa, its okay, I’m here don’t cry.” He spoke with a soft and calm voice as he ran his free hand threw my hair, my sobs started to slow, and I wiped away my tears and sat up. I felt so ashamed of my nightmare, I couldn’t even look up at first, he kept his one arm around me then sat up to wrap the other around me. He didn’t let go either, he didn’t say a word, he just held me in his arms and rested his head atop mine. We had stayed that way for a while, I wasn’t ready to move, let alone tell him about my dream, I knew he was going to ask what my dream was about, I couldn’t release that deep of personal information. No, instead he asked and talked about other things.

“do you have nightmares often?” I didn’t say anything, I only nodded.

“hey, you’re not the only one, ever since I moved to my family’s old home, I’ve been having some crazy dreams myself. At least when you wake up in sweat you smell sweet, I smell of rancid balls.” I couldn’t help but to laugh and poke him in the ribs, he jumped with a grunt.

“well may not be much evidence but, to me, it seems like your violent side maybe still intact… so that’s a plus I guess.” I gave him and evil glare that made him bite his lower lip.

“you know its only a dream, they say your dreams are works of art, you can change it any way you wish. I just think dreams, weather good or bad, they may have sign in them, like it is trying to tell you something. Maybe how to overcome fears or stress, I think that more so when you have the same dream repeatedly, its almost like a song or movie on repeat. No matter how many times you watch or listen to the song you always seem to pick up on new things or take part of it differently. Sometimes ill listen to a song and hear the words, but never really listen, ever notice how some words can make you feel happy or sad? Its almost like they trigger a memory and you feel those emotions, when you pay attention to things you normally don’t, you’ll notice things…”

    As he spoke those words, they helped in more ways then he could ever know, I never thought that way before. After all these years I thought it was just a dream, maybe I was in reality reliving that day because I never noticed something before because I was overwhelmed with pain, lost, and anger. I will take Zan’s words with me tonight when I go to sleep, pray that his words help me even in my darkest moments.

    I took my head from his shoulder and looked him in the eye and gave him a big smile, I then gave him a kiss on his cheek. I could feel his face warming under my lips and a smile stretching across his face, it was adorable, I smiled a bit right before I removed my lips from his stubbled blushed cheek. I looked down for a moment and then I looked to his face which still was pinkish with a soft smile.

    “thank you Zan for those wise words, I’m glad you came to my rescue once again.”

“awe, anytime lass. I’m glad to see you smiling after that bad dream, who knows maybe that will be your last one for a while, maybe even be an end to your back luck that you have been having.” I winced a bit, maybe, one can only hope for their nightmares to end just like that, but I need it to happen at least once more so I can try Zan’s theory out.

“one can only hope, I’m so use to having that dream, that now it only upsets me in my dreams. Once I’m awake I’m fine, but ill be sure to try your tips out the next time I have it.” He reached his arm around me and pulled me in for a half hug, his other free hand just rested a top my head and shook my hair around. That’s when my eyes widened, I didn’t brush my hair last night after my shower, and I was pretty sure I had some crazy bed head. Let not even mention morning breath, I had to kindly save him from this horror show of crazy, I’m sure my puffy eyes and crazy curly hair was frightening to him, but his kind heart wouldn’t mention something so mean. I had to laugh on the inside a bit to that one.

        “can you be my hero once more?”

        “sure, what do you need?”

         “well some help to my closet first, so I can pick out cloths for the day, then to the bathroom so I can ready for the day.” He gave me a nod and smile, he got up from the bed and grabbed my office chair and I gave him a confused look.

       “well id carry you around in your closet but I’m sure you don’t want me to see your…. Under cloths….” He said with a blush, that he tried to hide under a devious smile and raised brow. “then ill push you to the bathroom so you can clean up for the day, while you’re doing that, I’ll go heat up some coffee for us.”

    “sounds like a plan.” then I gave a devious grin myself, I was about to get another injury I’m sure, but it was going to be worth it to see him blush. “such a prude gentleman you are.”

His eyes got wide with shock then went into a squint with! YES! I won, a blush. To my shock though I didn’t get socked or anything, just picked up from my spot and a quick turn in the chair as he started toward my closet. He leaned forward to open the door and I told him where to find the light, his face was priceless as he looked around my closet.

       Maybe I should have warned him it wasn’t a normal closet, I watched as his eyes took in the room that was almost the size of my bedroom, his eyes went to each wall that had drawers that went half way up to the ceiling. Then his mouth began to drop as he was the racks of cloths just above the drawers, I began to giggle as his face paled, eyes went to the center of the room that had two aisles that were racks of shoes and more drawers and just above them were racks that hung from the ceiling that mimicked a chandelier but for cloths.

        “GOOD GOD! How can you have such a room? How can a little lassie like you go through so much cloths?”

      “well in all fairness, I don’t wear all of these as much as id like to, some clothes are meant for my travels. And some of those drawers don’t have clothes in them, they have all sorts of things in them, I have at least two for just lotion, another two for perfume.” He looked down at me with and even larger shocked, wide eyed face.

       “by the lord’s lass! Well ill just leave you tooooo…. Well to this.” He said as I gave the room one last look. He then stepped out and cracked the door so I could have my privacy.

         This was much easier now then it was last night, I was able to grab onto things and pull myself or use my good leg to kick off stuff so I could roll where I needed to go. I went for the simple look again like I did the first night Zan had come over, this time I went for boot cut jeans and a black tank and a purple loose sweater like my other one. I decided this time though, id wear my dark brown lace panties and bra, I really liked this set, the panties were those cute booty shorts and the bra was like a sport cut design, the straps were on the thicker side and the bottom went lower around my ribs, and in the back the straps met to make a thicker one into the bottom section. I made sure to grab a cloth box to put everything in because I even grabbed my perfume and my hair stuff, carrying everything with out the box had proven to be a bit hard.

    Once I was done, I hollered out to Zan and he came in, this time more prepared for what he was walking into. He roller me to the bathroom and set my box onto the counter and helped me off that chair, he held me up until we both were sure I could stand on my own. I think he was as shocked as I was for me to stand on my own, I had pain but nothing like earlier this morning. Once he walked out I started to strip down and get my clean clothes on, once I was dressed I started to do my hair, I used my detangler spray and ran my fingers threw my hair before my blush so I knew I worded the spray in. I decided today I was just going to pull the top back and use a clip in it, but still keep it down.

         I finished my hair then put on my deodorant and perfume, then brushed my teeth, I did notice in the mirror that I was in need at least lip gloss, I was glad I was blessed with thick long lashes and full brows, I even loved the curve and arch I had to them. Once I was done, I took slow and steady steps to the door, I opened the door to see Zan wasn’t back yet. With a sigh I quickly, yet slow and steady so not to hurt myself more, went to my closet, I forgot socks and shoes.

        I had made it in without being busted, I went to the drawer that had my socks and picked out a pair of thick black ones so my feet wouldn’t get cold. I then went to where I had my gym shoes, I picked out my favorite black pair, they were broken in, so I didn’t have to worry about my foot being stuck into newer stiff shoes. I then went for the door, I was opening the door when I noticed something, well someone, leaning against the wall, it was Zan with his arms crossed and looking down at me like I was a little kid busted sneaking out when grounded. I yipped from the shock and my right hand that was holding my shoes went to my chest, the shoes covering my heart that felt like it was trying to run from my body.

           “holly hell Zan!” I was finally able to catch a breath to say something, he turned so he was only being held up by his shoulder against the wall, he raised a brown and giving me an amused look. I could tell I was about to hear an ear full at any moment, I went to move but was stopped by his now raised hand, which I noticed just under his sleeve he had tattoos, how did I not eve notice before? My eyes went from his hand to his face, that’s why he swooped me up, again, and carried me over to my sofa close to my bedroom door.

      “you could have waited until I returned Boa, your shoes could have waited to around the time we left for the store.” Once I was seated, I looked up with an angry pouty face, he just crossed his arms and started the glare off.

“I’m okay Zan, I’m not in pain…. As much, but my shoes will help support my foot better when I walk, so less pain. Also, if you noticed I guess my bad luck is over now, I didn’t die or injure myself.” All he could do was shake his head and face palm himself.

             “boa, I’m glad you didn’t hurt yourself, but try and accept my help, you knew I wasn’t going to be long. Also I was down stairs on the other side of this crazy large house, I wouldn’t have know if you got hurt, and watching how bad your luck was getting I could only assume the next one could have been a broken bone or something worse. I could have been too late to help, it was bad enough I left you in the bathroom alone.” He sounded pained, but it was pain towards the words he was saying, but something else was laced, past trauma.

       ‘hey, I’m okay. Thank you for the help, I will try my best not to drive you crazy, and I will, TRY!.... I will try and listen and take it easy okay… I think the worst is over with this stupid ass bad luck, now lets head down to the sun room and start planning what we are going to buy, so we can get in and get out, less time one my bad leg, sound good?”

      “sure, if I can trust you to not spill the hot coffee on us as I carry you down the stairs.” I rolled my eyes at his comment.

       “you’ll be right by me, I’m sure ill be okay to walk. So, let’s go, we don’t have much time if we plan on getting back at a decent hour.” He gave in of course; I made a valid point and he knew he couldn’t argue any further. So, we headed down to the sunroom, that’s when I realized it was raining again today, normal, but still a pain. Speaking of pain my knee was giving me a bit of a hard time so I asked Zan to grab the med kit and help me wrap up my foot and knee before I threw on my shoes, I even took some meds to help with the massive swelling and pain, today was going to be a long day so I put some in my purse to I was well prepared.

     Zan and I got our list made, we even made out lunch list for work, I even recommended some meals for him for when he wasn’t over eating at my place. What started out as a joke became a in depth conversation on how we would face time and id help him learn how to cook, as well as me teaching him somethings while he was over. Once we were done with our list and 3 cups of coffee each, we gathered our things and headed out, I had a hard time moving around first but by the time I made it out of the house I was able to walk better.

       That’s when I had seen Zan’s truck, I had no idea he had a truck, but I also never asked, also he did come running over to save me last night, so, there’s that. He of course had to help me into the truck because he didn’t have anything for me to step on and well I’m a lot shorter than he is, I was very glad he was strong and able to lift me up like I was some feather or something.

     So the day went by fast, we did our shopping and we ate lunch while we were out, we had a lot of fun just running around looking at things. There was one thing I had noticed, he loved to look kitchen stuff, for a person that couldn’t cook he sure showed interest in all the kitchen things. I see him becoming a super chief one of these days, he was also ogling over some books, he seemed really interested in some of the science fiction books and of course technology books. I did see him look threw some of the mythology books and what not, I had expressed my joy for that a bit, what really caught my attention though was the cookbooks he had picked out, world cuisine.

          By the time we made it back into town the rain had picked up quite a bit, we had decided to drop his things off before we went back to my place and make dinner. We chatted the whole time about random things, I even snuck in asking about tattoos, I got to know he had quite a few… I say that, but he was indeed covered in a lot of tattoos, not fully from what he was saying but the ones he did have covered up a lot.

          We finally made it to the area his house is, it was in a small town off in the wooded area between towns, it was extremely pretty, the moon lite the street we were driving down and made the rain and woods look so pure and peaceful. I was lost in the scenery for a bit, as we drove threw the small town it seemed like no one was around at all, it was like a ghost town, everything was closed. There wasn’t any lights or cars or even people around, the only thing that gave away the fact people still lived in this town was the fact there was stores that displayed new things, I saw a clothing store that had current fashion selections and I beauty parlor, I even saw a tech store that sold the newest models of phones and other I devices.

         We drove threw the town and even though it was strange and eerie because no one was around, even at almost eight everything was closed, it was a stunning town, I loved how the streets were still brick laid streets, how the whole town had trees everywhere, every thing had looked as if it was built around the trees, trees even towered over the surrounding of the town, like it was shielding it from the world. The boarder of trees made it feel more home like in some way, there was something about the trees in this area that just had me so captivated, it was like someth9ing in the trees were magical or alive, and it wasn’t creepy, it was like a mothers love only wanting to give you love and safety.

      It didn’t stop there either, once we were out of the towns sight it carried on with us as we drove through more wooded areas to Zan’s house, it was like mine well hidden in the woods. His house though, once we reached the gates, I could see a massive clearing of land that held two large building, one was larger than the other, I could only assume it was the main house. The smaller building looked as if it was under construction, I could tell it was once a housing area for the servant’s, this land looked to be very old, I could even feel its history wanting to speak out.

       Something started to sink in, twice so far I felt some kind of super natural vibe coming from this town….. was this a settlement for my kind at one point? Is it still? Who though? I was so lost in thought I didn’t really pay attention to the fact Zan had pulled up to the smaller building, he had already gotten out of his car and came around to my side to open the door, that’s when I came back to reality.

       “did you want to come in? you don’t have to help carry things in, I can do it… I just figured you wouldn’t want to sit out here in the cold and storm.” I looked up at him as he held his large umbrella, he seemed nervous, what was making him nervous? Was it offering me to come in? did he feel like id say no? or was he scared of what id think of his place?.... I just gave him a smile and said.

       “sure, I’ll come in, thank you… now I can see how you are when you’re not at work or hanging at my place.” I gave him a wink, his smile was so sweet, he shook his head as he offered his hand to help me out of the car. The look of nervousness didn’t leave his face though. He walked me up to the door and unlocked it, when he opened the door for me, I was shocked to see how stunning everything was.

“so go ahead and make yourself at home, I’m going to grab everything really fast and put it all up. If you need anything help yourself to it okay.”

         I gave him a nod as I walked over to a stunning hand crafted bar table set, the set seemed so old but very modern at the same time, the bottom was a gorgeous twisted tree and the table top was also wood but it looked as if the tree was slice through the middle, it was a miss shaped slab of wood that had the natural touches of nature, but the center of it looked as if the tree hos started to warp or rot so a chunk was missing but and iron grit was placed the gap, it was like it has grown there on its own.

          What made it more breath taking was the fact that the modern resin was placed over it to preserve the wood and iron, the resin was a cobalt blue with hints of lighter blue flowing threw it all, it was placed in all the grooves of the wood and in between the iron grit, I leaned in to see the center better and noticed I could see threw the rein, it looked as if there could be a light under the top. I thought that was pretty cool, the chairs looked as if they made themselves, the wood was all one piece and then the seat was just smoothed out, even the tall chairs matched the bar table, resin in the cracks of the wood and iron arm rest with the resin in between the knotted work.

       I really loved the table set, I wish I had one of my own, I think it would look amazing in the sunroom or the breakfast nook that is still empty. I sat down and began to let my eyes gander at everything around me, there was a lot of hand-crafted furniture, it was like a dream in his house. The house held a naturalist look but very modern and tech like, I loved how wooden statues of animal and creature were around the house and crafted into furniture. Even the book case had dragons carved and wood burnt into it, next to the book case was a high arched door way that had, well beyond words but for now incredible wood and stone framing, I noticed a blue like light coming from the room it lead to.

        So, after Zan had walked in his things and went to the back of the house toward the kitchen, I headed toward that room, when I walked in, I was in awe. The whole room was a fish tank, the walls were one huge tank that had attachment on the ceiling that made arches here and there, there was even columns attached to the ceiling tanks. The fish had ranged to all sorts of species, they had noticed I walked in and they seemed excited to see me, they all swam around and started to venture toward were I was standing.