15 Chapter 14

I′m sitting in a room with grey granite walls and long tables filled with all kinds of different people. It looks like a modern type large cellar, with slick walls and floors, there are two tables on each side of the room filled with unknown faces, and a podium in the front across from the only door in.

There's also a chair beside it, I'm sitting there. I don't know any of these people, then I see Zaline at the table on my right, and Buford at the podium, speaking to everyone. Buford continues talking, as one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen walks in, dressed in a floor-length green dress, golden bangles on her arms, and long white hair almost as long as her dress walks in.

She has a youthful pixie-like face, but you can see the wisdom and age in her eyes. Everyone stands up and slightly bows as she stands in front of me.

Buford once again speaking, I stand and the woman tries to grab my hand, with a slight shock, I pull back. She smiles and puts her hand out for me to grab again, this time I don't let go. We were standing there for a few moments. Everything was peaceful until it wasn't.

I wake up before seeing anything further, still feeling the sense of danger in the vision, sweating a bit, trying to breathe to find Buford in the room.

He is beside my bed yelling my name and stops when he sees I'm awake. All of a sudden, he wraps me up in his arms, sitting on the bed, holding me tight.

This is nice, I'm still dreaming, no I'm not, still breathing hard and trying to calm down. After a few seconds, he pulls back just enough to look at my face "Are you ok? I know you have nightmares, but this one seemed really bad, I was worried about you, I haven't heard you scream like that before"

Looking up at him, I notice all of a sudden, he's shirtless, omg I'm wrapped around his shirtless oh so sexy muscular body. I stiffen a bit at the thoughts and the situation, only for him to release me a bit more with a sheepish blush, but doesn't let me go completely.

"I'm, well, I'm not sure. It was a bad one, but I think I blocked the last part out, the feeling of dread and being terrified still in my head" he looks at me again with a serious look.

"I won't let anything happen to you, I promise" Then he leans down and kisses me. Oh my god, he's kissing me, and I'm kissing him back!

He starts off tender then it turns a little steamier, as his hand rake through my hair to the back of my neck, my hand wondering on his shirtless back, then a small vision of us back in the sleek cellar, I see his face and the terror in his beautiful green eyes.

I jumped back faster than I thought I could move, falling on the floor and quickly remove any limbs that were touching. He went to grab me off the floor "Stop, don't touch me" still panting from the kiss and the beginning of a vision "Please don't touch me, I can't. I can't see it; I don't want to" he looks at me with a little embarrassment, anger at himself, and curiosity.

"You've seen how I... How I die?" I shake my head no "I stopped before I could see any more, I can't Buford, I care about you, and I just can't think about anything happening to you"

He looks at me a tender smile "I understand, I apologize, I shouldn't have touched you, but I do feel the same, I care about you too" we both look at each other and before I try to go back into his arms.

I tell him "Why didn't you tell me this before, you know I'm dating Remey" With Remey's name dropped, it seemed to act as a cooler to Buford.

"Your right, I shouldn't have kissed you, I'm sorry it won't happen again, I'm glad you're ok, I just wanted to check on you" and then he storms out of the room. Shutting the door behind him, strangely taking a piece of my heart with him.

Knowing I won't go back to sleep, I decide to lay down for a few more hours and sneak to Zaline's house in the morning. I need advice, a friend, and to tell her about my vision, maybe she could heal what my heart feels with some good old spirit magic, or maybe just by being my best friend.

I go over in my head what just happened, and it makes sense, I'm the girl he's been holding out for, and he's had over a year to say something, what has been stopping him? I eventually fall back to sleep anyways, dreaming of the man that was chasing my mother and me, and my mother's beautiful face disappearing as I'm hauled into the house, she dropped me off at, never to see her again.