chapter 2- The Faces in the Crowd

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I woke up drenched in sweat, scratches on my arm and my ankle in pain. It's nothing new, I wake up like this once a week every week since I turned 13. The same dream on repeat. I feel like there should be more to the dream but it always stops with glowing blue eye's staring at me and him saying my name.. Everyone ask me what happened, I give the same answer over and over, I feel while jogging. It easier then explaining the truth. But for the last year they have stopped asking, thank god cause there questions were starting to really piss me off. I can't stand repetitive questions, or repetitive anything. I think it's because of my dream. Especially since I have absolutely no damn answer's. The last few weeks have flown by, one more week till I turn 22. I have this feeling that something big is going to happen. Deep in thought when I should be focusing on this very important test is not a good idea right now. I shake my head to dispose the thoughts rattling around in there so I can finish the test that's a big portion of my final grade. With my birthday coming up as well as graduation my parents will be coming to town. I would have offered them to stay at my place but being that it's a shack of an apartment there is hardly any room for anyone. s**t there's barely any room for me. My shoe box of a place, one little room, a tiny bathroom, a little rink a dink kitchen combined with the world's smallest living room. But hey its all I need. I don't have have a man around to share my space with, which is fine. No one has ever been able to capture my attention. I've tried dating but most were seeking s*x and not a serious relationship. I mean I guess I could have taken one of them up on there offer. Then maybe I wouldn't be a almost 22 year old virgin. I shake that thought from my head quickly. I am saving that part of me for someone special, someone that makes my heart stop for a second then makes it speed in my chest like it's trying to escape. Someone that will not compare to any other man in the world. Call me a hopeless romantic, my friends do. Leaving class, I can only hope I passed that test. Hey Rave, when are the results posted? My friend, Addy asked. Huh? I asked, to deep in my head to hear what she said. She repeated the question with exasperation. Oh they will be posted tomorrow morning at 8, I said. Oh okay, thank you girl. So when is the party? Or are we going out for your birthday Friday night? The party is at 8 at the lotus club. I've rented the top part till midnight. She squealed with excitement and danced around like a crazy person. Calm down Addy, I said with a chuckle. I know she wanted to keep talking but I just can't handle conversation right now plus I need to get to work before I'm late. I said bye to her and rushed to work. I work at the hottest barestaurant in town, The spotlight Tavern. I'm not one for being around alot of people all the time. But this job pays well, great tips and the nights go by quick. Most of the time I work in the restaurant area but some nights I work in the bar. Yeah it has its downfall. I get hit on alot, and drunk men try to grab my ass. But I'm pretty good at defending myself and those men usually walk away with a hurt or broken hand. Tonight I'm working the bar. It's been a couple hours into my shift and everyone sitting at the bar are already do drunk. I definitely feel it's gonna be a problem soon. Never a dull moment here. Just f*****g great. As I'm serving order's something in me made me want to look up, so I did. The most beautiful man was standing there staring at me. But it wasn't his big arms or muscled chest lined with tattoos that caught my attention. No, it was his gorgeous glowing blue eye's. The same ones that I have dreamt about since I was 13. I must be lacking in the damn sleep department. How can I be seeing someone I have dreamt about when I have never met him before. You can dream about people/faces that you have crossed paths with. That's normal but to dream of someone you have never met or seen before in not that common. At least based on my study of dreams. I blink to try to make sure I am truly seeing this person in front of me, but when I open my eye's he is gone. What the hell?, where did he go? Nat? Can you take over for me I need to use the ladies room? I ask my co-worker. Yeah, no problem Rave. He said. I rush towards the area the blue eyed man was to see if I can follow where he went but there was no trace of him anywhere. As I'm looking around the crowed of people that is gathered in the bar area I feel a strange connection towards the door way. I start walking in that direction only to stop in mid step. I look up to see two faces that seem oddly familiar to me. One the female looks similar to me but older with blue eye's and a little bit taller and a shade darker skin. And the man standing next to her seems to have the same green colored eye's I have. If I knew my real parents weren't dead, these two people look as if they could be my parents. The resemblance is uncanny. I shake my head took a deep breath and proceeded to walk in there direction. But when I look they have disappeared. What the hell, I definitely need more sleep or mental help.
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