The darkness of Arabella saga: Part one- The manA Story by MickeyMArabella meets the darkness that threatens to destroy herI First saw him when I was 8 years old.
I was all tucked in bed, stirring from the nightmare that constantly tormented me. The awfull one where wild dogs chased me. Ferocious and foaming at the mouth, all they did was run after me. Beleive me, fear can make a little girl run fast as a bullet. But those beasts were aternally faster. And when they caught me, like they always did, they leaped on me causing me to fall to the ground, screamig and sobbing. The dogs snapped at me, tearing at my flesh. The ground was paited with my blood, crimson streams flowing from my arms, my neck. The wierd and absoulutly terrifying thing about this dream was i could actually feel there teeth sinking into my skin and their razor sharp claws grazing my skin. The pain was excruciating, but i learned to love it in a sick way. I knew that the pain would eventually awaken me. And when it did i would couldnt sleep for the rest of the night. That is before he came along. When I woke up, shaking and sobbing from the dream, I saw him. He was standing all alone by my door, dark eyes sparkiling hypnoticlly. Instantly, my tears stopped as a gazed at him, completely transfixed. An eerie calm washed over me. I waited to see if he would speak, but he just stood thee silently watching me, and for the first time, I fell back asleep after my dog dream.
The next morning at breakfast, I thought about telling Mommy. Part of me really wanted to, but another part told me to keep quiet about the man in my room. After all he didn't hurt me....
So swallowing my unease along with a spoon-full of cerael, i kept my young mouth shut..
For the next four years, every now and then I would see the man in my room. Every time he wa there, my nightmares got worse, the bites more painful. He never spoke, or came closer though, just watched. Until I was 12. One night, after I woke up from the worst dog chase, he was there, sitting on my bed, spellbinding eyes piercing my soul. His black bangs fell in his face, he wore a fitted black shirt that hugged his muscles. I gasped out in shock, but the man gently pressed a finger to my lips.
"shhh shhh shhh. Quiet sweet Arabella. I'm your friend." He smiled at me enchantingly, then kissed me. I jerked away. I did;t know the guy, or how old he was. Actually he had timeless quality to him...but i was sure he was older than me.
"Oh no no no, beautiful Arabella, don't be scared. You can trust me." He pulled me close to him and kissed me a second time, long and hard. Again I pushed him, away scared now, but he caught my wrist.
"Oh I know your scared innocent Arabella. Scared of the dogs, right?" Hesitantly I nodded, scrunching back into the wall. "Well my dear, I can make that go away. All the hurting, all the fear. Gone. If only you would trust me."
"And if I don't?" I asked in a whisper.
He smiled and carressed my face. I yelled as his hand burned my skin, like he was pressing a hot iron to my face. My dad burst into my room.
"Aria, whats wrong?"
The burning on my cheek stopped, and I looked from my father to the man on my bed, utterly confused.
The man laughed, "Oh my dear girl, you thought he could see me? Oh no, I'm your little secret. Anyone will tell will surely think you are insane and childish."
I turned my horrified gaze on my father, but he couldn't see my expression in the dark.
"I'm waiting little Arabella...."
I took a deep breath. "Nothing Daddy...just a...a bad dream."
My father kissed me on the forhead, unknowingly brushing shoulders with the man...or ghost..or whatever he was, and left.
I turned to the man, "Who are you?"
© 2011 MickeyMAuthor's Note
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Added on August 10, 2011 Last Updated on August 11, 2011 AuthorMickeyMAboutUm ok about me. Well I really love writting and the arts in general because its a beautiful escape:) I have been acting and singing since i was in like second grade...maybe earlier. I really wanna pub.. more..Writing
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