The Mosquito

Leave here right now.

He then kisses my cheek, my neck, so lightly, lovingly, like he use to. He kisses my lips full of passion and care. I kiss back while crying, enjoying the real him, taking me away to our sacred place where he deserted me. We find each other like old souls. Me: "Where have you been?" I say while trying not to let my tears fall into his mouth.

Santi: "I've been protecting you." His voice has changed into the angelic, memorizing voice I've always known. I start to sob even harder. Me: "From what Santi? Why haven't you stayed with me?" Santi: "One day you'll understand." Me: "But I want to know now, please, tell me everything, let me in." Santi: "I can't." His voice is floating away, I feel a withdrawal, I look up to only see that I'm the only one in this bright room, then the lights turn out.

I hear my name being called, but I don't know where, it's too dark to see anything.

I wake up.

Simon: "Abby wake up, I made breakfast." I'm still a little drowsy when I get up. I walk over to the couch and fall down on it without realizing DB is still on it. DB: "Hahahahaha you took your pill too late didn't you?" "Shut up." I say, voice muffled from my face being in a pillow.

I get up to go eat breakfast and I hear the door ring. I really don't feel like answering it because I'm basically naked but, me still being half sleep, I go... good thing my hair always looks good in the morning.

I go to open the door to see the Ghost that continues to haunt me for no reason....

Don't you guys hate it when I do this? :]