Page 4 of Beyond Your Darkness, I'm Your Light

“Listen here, bub. Either show yourself, or leave me the fuck alone, but don’t hide like a coward.”

“Coward, I am no coward. You can not see me, just as I can not see you.” He sneers.

“Care to tell me why that is?”“Oh, my sweet, dirty, girl, you have no idea what I’m capable of. It will be only a matter of time before I find you and give you exactly what’s coming to you.”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake. You are getting on my last damn nerve. I’m so sick of dead and living people, telling me about fated mates and prophecy mumbo jumbo.” I begin. “All of you whack jobs can leave me the hell out of it.” I make gagging noises. I’m so sick of the dead people I encounter that are always going on about their mates, and how it will happen to me when the time is right. Fucking hell!

“I’m definitely not here to jabber on about that nonsense, and I can assure you, I’m very much alive. How’d you like a demonstration?” He growls, and I can feel it prickling along my skin. I’m instantly turned on.

“Do that again.” I demand.

“I don’t take orders from someone I can’t see, let alone awoman.” He says the last part as if he just sucked on a lemon.

“Oh, so you’regay. That’s pretty cool. Love is love, man.” I say, hunching my shoulders even though I know he can’t see me.

“I amnotgay.” He growls again, and I swoon.

“Yeah, but you just did what I said so… I win!” I laugh.

“I’m glad you find thisamusing, because when it’s time for you to die, you won’t be laughing.” At the mention of death, my laughter ceases.

“Death?Mydeath? No, you don’t get to choose when I die.” I huff. “Furthermore, this fucking conversation is over. Right. The Hell. Now!” I shout, willing myself to leave whatever fresh hell I just woke up to.

“Try as you might, I hold the power here, Luna Nera.” Luna Nera? Where the fuck did that shit come from?

“So, what are you? Like an assassin? A ghost maybe?” I question because the thought that I’m talking to an assassin in my dream is laughable. “I got it! You’re a figment of my imagination.” I laugh.

“You will find out soon enough what I am. I will come like a thief in the night and steal first your pleasure, and then your life.”

“I don’t know what you’re playing at, but I’m done with this conversation.” I yell. “Okay, time to wake up!” I begin willing myself to get out of this fucking spell I’m under.

“It’s no use, Luna Nera. You’re on my territory now, and what I say goes, here.” He laughs, and suddenly, I feel him reach out and grab me around the neck.

“I thought you couldn’t see me.” I rasp, clawing at his hand around my neck, but secretly enjoying the thrill it’s giving me. Yeah, I’m a little twisted inside.

“I can’t, but I can see your aura, and it’s projecting some bright colors that are just enough for me to see the shape of you. And I must say, you have a very nice shape. It’s really a pity such a body will be mutilated by my hands..” He laughs again.

Wake up, Moon. This is no time to be getting turned on by the psycho killer who is telling you, you're going to be his next target. You need to be running for the hills, but what he does next has me stuck in place.

He gives my neck a gentle yet rough enough squeeze to make me stop moving.. I’m sure there would be bruises tomorrow if this weren’t a dream. I feel his other hand touch my face and upon contact, I recoil back.

“Don’t do that.” He growls, jerks my neck forward, pulling my face back into his touch, as he starts exploring me in the dark. His fingers trace first my cheek, creeping down to my lips as they skim the outer area right before he pushes his thumb inside, and says, “Suck.” The fucking nerve of him, but you better believe I fucking did it.

“That’s a good fucking girl.” He whispers. Praise me, Daddy, my inner self yells as I close my eyes and continue sucking as if I’m cleaning my juices off his dick. Just when it’s getting real good, for me at least, he says, “Stop.” And pulls it out of my mouth with a pop.

“Asshole.” I growl, which causes him to chuckle. “I don’t see anything funny about what you just made me do.”

“Made you? Did I really make you do that, Luna Nera?” He asks, still chuckling.

“Fuck you.” I rip his hand off my neck and will myself to wake up. Slowly I can feel myself waking up.

“I don’t know how you’re able to break free, but it’s only a matter of time before I get my hands on you, and put an end to your life, Luna Nera.” He says, and I can hear the smile as well as the challenge within his voice.

“I bet you would love to know how I did that, dick face.” Now, it’s my turn to giggle. “Seeing as neither of us knows what the other looks like, good luck with that.” I say as my eyes fly open. I’m covered in a layer of sweat, my chest is rising and falling with each breath I take, and I’m horny as all fucking hell. “That was one helluva dream.” I say out loud.

I get out of bed and pad over to the bathroom. Turning on the light, I walk over to the sink, turn on the tap, and splash some water in my face. Grabbing a towel from the hanging rack, I dry my face off. Reaching up, I grasp the back of my neck, stretching my head back.

“Ugh, I’m so stiff.” I say, continuing to work out my poor muscles as I get a load of myself in the mirror. “What the fuck is that?” I question out loud, looking at the bruising that’s starting to form on my neck. My caramel-colored skin doesn’t hide bruises well, and I can definitely see the artwork that asshole left me as it begins to shine brightly against my skin. “This can’t be possible, can it?”“Anything’s possible, dear.”

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