Chapter 5: Dreaming Of You

Back to the basics. Ella figured a shower shouldn’t complicate matters, she was dying for one anyway. As the warm silky water cascaded over her visible curves, she closed her eyes, and started dreaming.

She was a princess. Isn’t everyone at one point? Unfortunately, so was Melora. The spoiled princess that is. Daddy and Mommy love her and everything she does is perfect. She looks from afar, a vision, for the first time she saw an interesting picture. Someone who didn’t quite fit her world. A servant. He held himself well despite his dire circumstance.

She caught his eyes scrying her intrigue in him. Confusions aroused. He was a servant, he was tortured, she felt torn. Her eyes turned as the rest of her body ran from him. She knows it was wrong, feeling so good. She just looked at him and it was just that. Her heart felt tired. She was reeling, going only on two sinister options. Neither made her feel good. Her stomach swirled into knots. She could surrender, believing in that came with a price.

She felt a tap on her shoulder, like razor blades she refused to turn.

“This is bad, very bad. Leave me alone.”

“Your highness, if I may say, why did you run as you always do? Why do you look at me in such a way?”

“Be away, don’t speak of things you know nothing about.” She clings to the castle column.

“If you wish, I can’t hide what I’m feeling when I’m alone with you Princess Ella. I’m burning for your hand. I have dreams each night of--”

She finally forces her body to gear at him, buried in his face, those eyes of his know only what she cannot say. “Keep away from me, servant. You will do as my father, The King Peter’s commands you. I shall be on my way for the rest of the day.”

She moves her eyes past him but her body ceases to slip. The heat, she can’t breathe, “Can’t walk yourself from me? I know you feel it inside you. Don’t be afraid, don’t let yourself in pain Princess. It’s going to be alright.”

His gentle manner sprinkled around her, breathing slow and tingled with raging warmth. He stepped close, time remained oblivious, she swallowed the heat she couldn’t possibly escape. “Don’t, Joshua, don’t ruin our lives. I can’t do this--” He crashed his lips over hers savoring her sweet taste.

She was ever so slowly backed against the castle walls, lifting her hands and reaching them to his hair. She enjoyed how soft he felt leaned up against her body. He pulled his lips and trailed them with tiny kisses from her jaw down her neck.

Ella moaned. It was invigorating, being with him. Touching love. Kissing fate. Believing in just life again. She didn’t have to be alone, she couldn’t. She was inside him. Inside his heart. She’s strong.

“Josh… no, please stop.” her voice, failing to comply with the rest of her.

“I love you, Princess Ella. I love you so much.”

Yeah right. Life would never in her wildest dreams happen that way. Her vision twists into smoke as she wakes up.

The morning went by like nothing anyway. The autumn painted new and dainty orange flavors among the evergreen outside Plata Lane. The day growing crisp by the second. She stares abroad the leafs, the strange stance they shape sparkle. Twinkling and gazing back at her, remembering a time when a picture powered your mind.

Her hair was wrapped securely in a towel daydreaming again. If only stuff like dreams were the real deal. Its almost as if her life is a 3 doors down song. Only there was no love lost in this situation. He’s breathing, so is she, doesn’t mean much. Second banana to the winner. Was it worth it?

“Nice robe.”

She turned around and felt a blush arise, pulling her robe tighter, “What are you--what are you doing in here?”

Kyle shoved his hands into his pockets and planted himself on the end of her bed, “Your mom let me in. Does she always yammer like that?”

In any situation involving nudity she’d scram but now it didn’t make her feel so awkward. She sat next to him softly.

“Same for the last 21 years. There’s no pill for it unfortunately. What are you doing here?”

“Heh, bored mostly, can you believe it, 28, staying with the folks, bored out of my fucking mind. I should be at a club shouldn’t I?”

“I don’t know, I guess you should.”

“But I’m here so I can’t.” he gestured.

She chirped, “Guess you solved that one. And they say your kind has less neurons than the common man.”

He was the on that was uneasy now, “Wanna get dressed? I’ll wait here if you want.”

She bit her bottom lip and stood up, “I guess so. I’ll be back. Just in case, for your safety, avoid anyone looking to start some random shit if they come in here. Most likely she’ll steal my things and I’ll never see it.”

“Jeez, wish I had a sister like that.” he shouted to her as she moved to the bathroom.

Once inside, Ella started to think about Josh again. She couldn’t understand why he was haunting her so. If she could have her chance, she’s surely jump upon it gripping her life force onto its control.

She was happy despite her sourly position. She managed to make a friend, still in process but it rings in truth. Making friends wasn’t her shtick in life. Most of the people she thought were decent turned out to be rude and down and out rigid. She was more confused more than anything now.

She shook her head and slowly got dressed. She was going to face the rest of the day with a positive demeanor. Kyle was someone who accepted her right away. She was going to be meticulous around him. But he was strictly friends material.

“It should stay that way,” she tells herself quietly.

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