Hi there, this is actually my first story, so forgive me if it's terrible, or if there's a ton of mistakes. I'm relying mostly on spell check. As for my story, it's just something that my over active imagination has been cooking up for a while now, so I finally decided to type it out. This will be mentioned in chapter one, but just so you know, Bay is 16 years old.
Now, on with my story! Enjoy, and review please!
It was dark, all around me there was nothing but blackness. I couldn't see at all, or move. It was like I was frozen, and trapped. I felt as if the darkness was closing in on me.
"Bay, follow my voice" came a soft whisper from the darkness.
I frowned, that voice… it was so familiar.. Where had I heard it before? For the life of me, I couldn't remember, but somehow I knew it wasn't going to harm me. So I followed.
As I walked, the voice continued as I wondered through the darkness, coaxing me along, whispering comforting words when I was about to give up. Suddenly, there was light, growing larger as I wandered closer. As I reached the light, standing before it, I realized it was like a shimmering pool of water. Curiously, I dipped my hand inside, and gasped as instead wetness, it felt like a gently breeze was on the other side.
Suddenly, a hand grasped my arm, pulling me through to the other side. I screamed in terror, waiting for some hideous monster to consume me or worse, but the pain never came. Opening my eyes, I looked around, gasping in wonder as I realized I was in a beautiful field of my favorite flowers, gardenia and day lilies. It was beautiful.
As I gazed around, I noticed I wasn't alone. There was a boy, my age, standing beside me. He was dressed in a button up flannel shirt, with a white t-shirt underneath, ripped jeans, and boots. Normally, I wouldn't have cared much for it, but on him, it looked fantastic. Studying his face, I suddenly realized he was very familiar. In fact… he looked a lot like Damien.
"That's because I am Damien" He chuckled a bit as he smiled one of those sexy half smile smirks.
I frowned not realizing I said that out loud. "Then this can't be real. Damien moved when we were just 9, he couldn't possibly be here." I said sadly.
Smiling a mysterious smile, he hugged me close, "This is real Bay, don't ask how, but I promise it's actually happening."
I shook my head, "Endless black voids, shimmering pools of who knows what, and you being here? This has to be a dream, things like that don't actually happen, Damien."
He smiled at me, shaking his head slightly, "What happened to the Bay I used to know? The dreamer, with the big imagination, the one who always dreamed of a place called Wisteria, and made up the most fascinating stories all the time? The girl who believed in the impossible. This is all real Bay, and I'm going to prove it to you."I looked down, "It can't be real, and the girl you knew ceased to exist when she lost her best friend."
Damien smiled sadly, "She'll come back someday, I'll make sure of it."I shook my head not believing it. All of this was a dream, a horrible terrible dream, that was only going to get my hopes up, only to crush them when I awaken.
"So, how exactly do you plan on proving it to me?" I asked, eyebrows raised.
Once again my answer was one of those mysterious smiles. "You'll see soon, Bay. For now though, you have to go, the darkness is returning, and you must wake up."
I scowled, "Wake up? See, It's only a dream!" I frowned, "how do I even d-" he cut me off with a hand over my mouth.
"Leave it to me," he smiled, then suddenly his hand was gone, and his lips had replaced it.
I had never kissed anyone before. It had never really appealed to me, but this… it was amazing. His lips were so soft, and he tasted like strawberries. And then they were gone. I frowned, looked at him with a questioning look. He only smirked, and then I felt as if I were being sucked into the sky. I screamed in terror, and then I was falling. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the impact. It never came, instead I was softly deposited on something. Opening my eyes, I realized I was in my bed.
I scowled, a dream, just like I thought. Damien's still gone, I've never been kissed, and I officially have the strangest dreams ever. Oh and worst of all, my life is still falling apart.