why me

4

I awaken to the smell of strong incense. My head pounding a peered around the room. It was my room, but the lights were dim and there were incense balls hanging from the ceiling, plums of smoke waffling from them. The smell raked against my senses. The next thing I noticed was my arm hand cuffed to the bed. My vision blurring in between seconds, the drugs still having an affect.

"What. What's going on?" I ask bewildered.

"Your awake" I hear Jake's voice come from the hallway.

The footsteps grow louder as he makes his way back towards me.

"Let me go." I demand in a broken voice.

"I can't do that megs." He stops for a moment to speak but then his footsteps resume. "There's something about me. Something I haven't told you yet." Jake calls.

"What could possibly warrant you tieing me up?" I wimper.

"This" Jake says and he makes his way into the door.

I don't understand what I'm seeing for a moment. It's Jake but his eyes are all black, like two pits, void of hope or laughter. A dark that sucks away the light in the world, but in my haze they also seemed to hold little speckles of lights.

"So you got some Halloween contacts. Cool Jake...... Now let me go... please." I say

"There not contacts Megan. Listen to me. I'm not the same species as you." He's now peering over my limp body on the bed, still barely able to move.

I start crying this is a nightmare from he'll. My best friend lost his mind, and now he was making me play this sick game with him.

"Alright.... what are you then... some sort of wearwolf or alien?" I mutter out. My head nods off in between words, and Jake with his strange eyes comes closer and grabs my head holding it in place.

"That's exactly what I am megs. I'm not from this world." Jake wispers. "And I had a mission. To find my mate for reproduction purposes." He says with an all to serious face for a sick joke.

"A... what the f**k Jake... I don't care what you are... just.. let.. me.. GO." I yell out the last word feebably.

He let's go of my face then and begins pacing the room. He was shirtless, in nothing but those well fitted jeans. I look down and notice I'm wearing nothing but his shirt. Terror fills my belly as I try to wiggle my body to no avail. "Jake" I begin to cry. "Jake.... I love you.... why are you doing this." I cry out.

"Shhh. Shhh. Shhh. Baby don't cry. Itll all be over soon. I've chosen you megs. I'm taking you with me. I won't hurt you. Don't cry." He stops his pacing and makes his way back to me, to hold my face.

"I'll begin the mating ritual now, and then we can be together on my world." He starts.

Then something even stranger happens, his skin begins to morph, like little chips flipping over in on its self and his features change to something alien. His nose with the slight crook becomes straight, his skin a nice caramel, becomes blue white, his cheek bones now more defined. The scariest thing of all was that he grew in height to a monstrous level.

I cry harder. I couldn't tell if I was hallucinating from the drugs or if my worst nightmares had become real, the monstrous creature in front of me couldn't be Jake.

"Don't cry megs" the creature says "I'm still me I'm still jake. This is the real me."

He was beautiful in a way, a strange alien way. But he was just that, not human.

"Help" I croak out. "Heeelp" my voice only rising so much from the drug. The ability to speak a struggle in itself.

"I'll begin now." He mearly says.

He reaches for me, then there was a crash at the door. I loud bang that rings in my ears. Jake looks up from me, and then makes a weird crumbling sound. The same sound resounds from the living room. My head spinning I pray. Pray that what ever is in my living room is friendly.