Chapter Seven
May 2018
I wake in my room, in my bed. Fleeting dream memories fading fast of my mysterious dark date of seemingly so long ago. I’m facing him, Gabriel, my captor, my new passion, my what is happening to me. My God, I’ve never been so near such beauty. He physically encapsulates every fantasy, desire and want I have ever imagined in a person. With his eyes closed now, I could just lay here and starve to death looking upon him.
I think on our outing, that I stuck a knife in a person, twice. I protected myself, I stopped someone from harming me, and maybe others in the future. I can easily bring that feeling forward now, and butterflies clench in my belly. A slow burn is sun bursting through all of me.
Strength and power seem to be coursing through my veins like a drug. I a
