Perfect strangers.
I wish I knew what you were looking for but I know what you will find...The note was left on my pillow, the bed stripped of its covers and the mattress was covered with black rose petals. He had come for me like he said he would. I run to the porch I had to get out of the bedroom, out in the open I needed the calmness of the dark. The killing moon shining above my head, how did he know where I am? I couldn’t believe he found me again! But then again he is a strange creature with an obsession… I entered the house and decided to leave it as it was…I returned to the bedroom and i slowly sat on the bed caressing the petals with my fingers, his smell was still here. His smell makes my body ache with anticipation for his touch for one more night with him... No I will not think like that i tell myself but our minds don't always do as they were told and thoughts of our last encounter came flooding in...He hugged me and whispered in my ear “Love will tear us apart…” and just like that he left me all alone there to ponder on his words…
I first saw him on a rainy winter day while I was walking my dog in one of the secluded beaches near my house that no one ever goes. He was just sitting there in the rain watching the waves. He looked ominous, mysterious and for a reason I cannot explain to this day I was attracted to him. He turned around and looked at me with piercing black eyes; I felt like he was reading my mind and then out of the sudden he ran away into the rain. The second time I saw him was at the local cemetery visiting a long gone relative. He was a few graves behind me with a bunch of purple flowers in his hands; he was whispering something to the cold marble cross in front of him but I was too far away to listen to what he was saying. Out of the sudden he lifted his head and saw me. His eyes were amazingly intense and they were glued to mine, he could read my mind I was sure. He could see through me so easily and I felt paralyzed. Then he started walking towards me and all I could do was stand still. He stood in front of me and said in a voice so angelic but also deep like the devil’s whisper “I have seen you around my pretty… your name?” and that was it, I was hooked to this perfect stranger. “My name is Marilyn and I have seen you around too” I replied trying to sound calm. “Oh Marilyn my bitterness…I shall see you around again, maybe sooner than we both think…” He said with a perfect British accent which strangely enough I didn’t recognize from the beginning. “Bye Bye” He whispered and walked away…
At night I used to dream of his face, those perfect almond shaped eyes and his lips..Those lips were torturing me! The dream was always the same. I’m lost in a forest running to escape from someone or something that wanted to harm me and then suddenly I would hear his voice “follow my eyes into the darkness...” But I was running towards nothing again and again and again…then I would wake up sweating and screaming. He was right though our next meeting was sooner than I expected. This time we met at the church..(To be continued…)
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