Dangerously beautiful

Five

Don't freak out, just open your eyes? And do not freak! A familiar voice echoed through my subconscious. It was just as husky and seductive as I dreamed about. I was excited by the thought of seeing him up close, but afraid of how my body might react. I couldn't stop myself from thinking the things I did. His body against mine. His lips! Those eyes! Everything about him invites me in.

My eyes fluttered open. It took me awhile to adjust; the light was much too bright. I sat up struggling. His hands grabbed hold on my right, helping me a little. An electrical shock swish through my veins. I could tell he felt it too. I'm going to speak to you now, he advised me without the need to open his mouth. I swallowed loudly and knotted. "I know you have a lot of question, but firstly could you perhaps attempt to keep your thoughts to yourself. You're making me feel very uncomfortable," he said. His words barely spoken, I reply _ "Uncomfortable? More like an understatement!" I exclaimed and continued quickly, "You don't have the faintest idea!" For a second time I paused, but this time for a quick breath and continued much too eager: "Ever since my friend told me about the new guy, in a letter, today during class. I was hooked. Something happened inside of me! Then I saw you and my insides had chosen. I'm not even supposed to know you, Max!" I exclaimed again.

His eyes met mine, only for a few seconds, yet it felt like time had stopped moving. "How do you even know my name?" he asked shocked. "No!" I said shaking my head. "No, this isn't how this is going to work. I'm the damsel in distress, so I'm asking the questions." He gave me a little crooked smile and motion for me to continue. "I know much more that I'm supposed to know. And by the way, speaking of names, how do you know mine? You should start to explain yourself Mister! Rumors? Chosen one?" I paused for a brief moment. And why is Lucifer lost in this conversation? I looked at my perfect stranger demanding for some answers and continued before he could even get a chance, "For heaven's sake Max, I need some answers…"

Without any notice he moved closer to the side of my bed. Took my hand in his and kissed it just slightly. My insides rise and fell on the spot. My stomach throws somersaults. I have the urge to grab him _ emotions bubbling inside of me. I haven't thought out loud, but I swear he could hear how my heart races. Somewhere in my subconscious I couldn't stop myself from thinking just how much I need him to need me, and knowing how much I actually want him to want me. Yet there's another feeling luring within, something I could name, but rather not. In his sudden facial expression I could read how uncomfortable I'm making him feel yet again. I apologized, no need of using my voice. I'm playing it carefully, the eavesdroppers around us wouldn't understand our conversation and neither be able to keep up. It could be catastrophic if they did understand.

After a while of silence, seeing that nobodies near enough to hear us, I told him: "I've got a theory!" As I said this I haven't looked up and continued holding my head down, "It's the only thing that make sense. That could explain all of this!" I finished off using my hands as I spoke. Not here! Not now! We don't know who'll be tuning in. it isn't safe!!! It came from his mind, playing like a record through my mind. The distance [barely noticeable] and the silence [way too much] made it feel uncomfortable and awkward at the same time.

"Tell me something, anything interesting about yourself? I bet there's a lot of stuff that I don't already know!" I decided to break the silence. "Nah, I bet you know everything there's to be known about me." He said matter-of-factly. "In fact, let's have ourselves a little quiz." He said smiling from ear to ear. Other might think of his smile as a grin, but I like to say it's much too sweet to be a grin. A little crooked if I mat add, but definitely not a grin. "What's my favorite color?" He started the quiz. Without the need to think it through I proudly answered, "Red, the color of fresh blood!" He chuckled a little. Then before he could open his mouth for another question, I decided it's my turn. "What's my favorite kind of music?" Without hovering he answered, "That's an easy one. You like all kinds of music; Gorgeous, but you prefer the '80. You love Aero Smith, Starship, and Bon Jovi most of all." He lost me at the halve mark, to be more precise; by the part he called me gorgeous.

My knees feels wobbly, perhaps I should sit down, I thought to myself. Max started laughing and then he reminded me that I'm already lying down. He took my hand in both of his and spoke gently, "Sorry, perhaps I should think before I talk. I keep on forgetting that this is still all new to you. And just for the sake of it, you're theory is correct." Well that made me a little anxious. I have this theory that Max isn't even human and I know exactly which kind of monster he is. The first time I saw him I knew. His just too damn beautiful and his skin tone is much like marble. It's like his from the past.

Somewhere along the line, I forgot the most important rule for mankind. To breathe! It happened so fast, breathing heard so bad. I think the medication had stopped working. The last thing I remember before the breathing issue, were his eyes filling with simplify. I must have fallen unconscious. His voice echoed through my subconscious, their coming! We need to get you out of here. Now! I'm sorry Precious, this is going to scare the living s**t out of you, but I have no other choice. I need to keep you save! His voice was loud, rough, and filled with fear. I could even hear an oppression of anger luring in his voice. Leaping in and out of consciousness, I've noticed the power went out. This is going to hurt like hell, be strong my angel, he prepared me for what; I didn't yet know. A sharp pain burned through my chest, as though a broken rib had punctured my heart.

I am still alive this much I know. Though my breathing is getting shallow. I didn't know where I am, though I did know that I'm not at the hospital and that his in a hurry. My heart rate is fainting quickly. My body feels numb, like it doesn't belong to me anymore. The excruciating pain had disappeared. It's gone!

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Where am I? I thought but there's no answer. Maybe his just too busy concentrating how not to run into anything. I couldn't help but too stare, this place is beyond beautiful. Endless green valleys, colorful flowers everywhere I look, animals playing hide and see or just simply feeding their young. Birds flying in skies of blue, brighter than I've ever seen before. My feet are bare. I can feel the softness of the grass against them. Where did I get this dress? I asked myself. I would surely remember if I owned such a beautiful knee-length white dress. Oh, but it does look studding on me. I look and feel like an angel.

Out of nowhere appeared a pearly white stairway. It went upwards, seems to be stopping high above the clouds. Its light is so dazzling. I couldn't help myself but to move in its direction. The next thing I knew, I were called by a voice I knew much too well by now. Max! His voice was all around me. I couldn't see him but I could hear him. His voice is in the breeze around me, calling out don't walk into the light, come back to me my love it whistled through the trees. I want to, let me be. Here wherever here is, I have no pain. It's so beautiful! I thought hoping that he could hear me. Fight the temptation! Be strong my dear. Please, come back to me? I need you, his voice blow like currant. My hair hung lose, it flutters in the wind. The pearly gates shone brighter than ever.