*******Back to the dream******

The May right here was softer and more concerned than poised which awkward and very abnormal. Despite the little change in attitude and direction of appearance and point of contact she was still May so I had nothing to worry about. At least she had those eyes that look like blue iced cake with golden brown outline. Sometimes I think I see myself in a glass house about to eat cake, she is there with me and it is snowing outside; in her eyes. I know it’s crazy but I think I have seen or imagined that a couple of times. Technically you can’t see someone in their eyes so I probably just day dreaming as a result of straying in her eyes but that is okay and it feels real to me though.

At that moment in my dream it felt like we skipped the first step in the first step if it makes sense at all.

I closed my eye and opened it to make sure I was dreaming or imagining things. I was already in a dream though and trying to make sure I wasn’t dreaming in a dream which is kind of humane to do.

To my surprise everything went back to normal because I heard her say “You are in wonderland scum bag!” Everything went on the way it should be or had already happened until it was time for me leave to my house and I would cook a final fire power that is meant to trash her and be a wonderful epic outro to the whole drama. The only thing that was different was that she held my a little tight for the strength of a lady and looked straight in my eye. Her grip got tighter and tighter until I felt as if my hand was in a g-clamp about to be crushed any moment if she didn’t stop holding me.

“Hey you’re holding me too tight do you mind letting go so I can go and not bother you anymore?” I said as my eyes slightly squinted as a result of the discomfort.

She left me and I suddenly found myself in front of my door and her voice trailing off in my head. I opened the door and saw everybody in my house as usual then I woke up sweating and confused. My head hurt a little and my vision was blurry so I laid my head back on my pillow and my mind found its way back to the awkward dream and the little changes and distortion.

I know it’s was a dream but it felt so real and why would my perfect experience be polluted or whatever happened. Why did she hold my hand like that to intentionally hurt me? Was that a way to show that was angry at for me killing her? If so then I really deserve that then.

My mum’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts “Liam! Are you awake?” She paused to hear me say yes I was. “Breakfast is ready are you coming down or I bring yours for you? Which do you prefer?” She asked me.

“I am coming down in a sec” I answered and tried to fix my room before I went down for breakfast. I was straightening the sides of my bed sheets when I moved to the other side of the bed close to the window and stumbled upon the shirt and trouser I had on the night May first slept over at my house in my room.

I sneaked May inside through the window so mum didn’t know about it. We had agreed she would sleep in my room that night since her parents travelled and she was scared of sleeping alone in the dark all by herself.

At first everything was normal --- (that is if there is anything normal about sneaking a girl into your room at night) --- we were talking about our friends and the last date we had been on and how fun it was although in a low voice so mum wouldn’t wakeup and bust me then I’d be grounded for at least two weeks.

Out of the blue May just kissed me and told me she loved me and would never leave me no matter what. I told her I loved her too and kissed her too. The rest was science. Hormones exploded and we got caught up in touching ourselves in places we never had before. I had never done this before but somehow it felt like I had been doing it my whole life. Sometime you never know what you can do unless someone starts something inside of you.

She noticed I was hesitant and told me everything was alright. “Don’t worry it wouldn’t hurt and we wouldn’t regret it and I want to do this too. I love you and have been dreaming of this moment since the night I met you somehow you did something to my mind. You enchanted me without even knowing it. You are all I want and all the more now” She said look down on me from on top of me and I could swear I saw her glow with sparkles in her eyes.

“I love you too and I want this too and more than anything; I just wanted to make sure you want it too and once again you read my mind” I assured her running my hand through her hair and motioning to turn her over and be in control sort of but she insisted she wanted to be on top on me so I just let her be. That was our first sex and individually our first.

I know I come off as I stern guy who knows it all but I don’t if you get to know me you’d just find an innocent and broken young man. She was surprised when I told her I had never had sex before at our second date by the beach.

“Wow I can’t believe this! You must be kidding!” She asked looking all surprised and perplexed.

“What do you take me for?” I asked

“Well you look like you have sex everyday and with all the girls that flood you the odds are that you lost it a long time ago” She replied eyes wide open.

“Well it is true that girls flood me and the odds are not in my favor but that is just a cover story you know the real one now. And out of all the girls only one was able to get my heart and that is you” I blushed and looked away.

She giggled and looked at me “That is flattering truth and that makes you feel very important. Thanks Liam. I love you” she turned away from me to the sea and I followed suit.

We had a time at the beach and even more better in my room that night when we gave it all to ourselves.

What a coincidence my orange fitted eagles t shirt and my sleek black jean was on the ground and I am not mistaken the same spot where I found them the morning after our all-night I called it afterwards. The weird thing was I don’t remember putting those down there and my mum couldn’t know the significance of these particular clothes.

I finished and knocked out all thoughts of it from my head and headed to my door to go down stairs for my breakfast. I reached for my door knob and opened it but then I heard my window creek and turned to see it slightly open. That could have been the breeze I guessed and turned to go down stairs but heard footsteps of someone coming upstairs and called out to my mum to see if she was the one; she answered me from downstairs maybe in the kitchen but the sounds of someone’s feet stumping against the stair case didn’t stop and only got louder and closer. My heart pounded really fast and I began to sweat. Was there someone else in the house with? She did not mention anyone; she normally would and we rarely have visitors these days so who could it be? Little Amy had never climbed up the stairs. We are not that close with Aunt Sharon and Uncle Tom so none of them would come to check on me literally.

I opened the door but saw nobody; by now the footsteps had stopped. There was no one coming up the stairs. Maybe it was my headache again;

I gently came down the stairs as slowly as I could given that my head aches is as a result of falling down the stairs even though I know that I was sleep walking as I was told.

“Mum!” I called out from the parlor “Do we have a visitor?” I asked throwing myself to the chair in front of the TV although careful enough not to hit my head so the sleeping dog can lie sleeping.

“No. Little Amy checked in while you were asleep. She sends greetings to you and promises to come and see you after work today since she hadn’t been able to check on you because her schedules got tighter” She came out of the kitchen to see me and making sure that I was doing okay and wasn’t all sicky-weaky.

“Mum! I’m alright you don’t have worry this much about me. Okay?” I stood up and walked to her. “Thanks! I love you!” I hugged her.

“Love you Liam! I love you too” She pulled her head from behind me and looked at me caressing my face with her hand in a motherly grip with both hands “I will always be here for you” She hugged me again even more tighter.

I know my mother loves me; but there was more meaning and love to everything she said and did to me those early days. She leaned deeper in our hugs and held my hands tighter as though I was leaving her soon. It’s like you would to a loved one during the last week before they travelled and truly I had no idea that I was soon going to travel far away; the difference between normal journeys mine was that I was travelling into another realm nobody prepared me for.