Chapter 302: You Were he king Me Out, Weren't You?
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I opened my eyes to see a familiar ceiling.
Argh!
My head.
My head and eyes were aching so bad that I immediately closed my eyes.
I slowly opened them again and tried to adjust myself to the dark room.
I slowly sat up.
There was a ray of sunlight coming from a glass window.
The light was being diluted by the glass window and giving a light blue color as its shade.
That was the only place from where the sunlight was coming from, and hence, the room was dark.
I had a dream while I was sleeping.
Not here. I mean, where I was sleeping with Lily.
I slept for 180 days, yet I feel so tired and weak.
I don't know if that was a new dream or not, because it felt so nostalgic. Like I have had the same dream many times, but I don't remember it. No, maybe I do remember it and I just don't want to admit it?
In the dream, I was lying on some flat surface with my back on it and face facing up the ceiling. I don't even know if there was a ceiling or not because the room was dark. Not dark like it is now, nor like a normal dark room.
Rather than dark, it was black. I couldn't see anything.
I tried to move my hand to see it, but I still couldn't see it. Then I realized I can't move my body.
All I could do was watch the dark room with no one inside it.
Soon after, I started hearing whispers.
They were wearing expensive outfits, mostly royals. And were wearing jewelries all over their bodies.
Their bodies were shining like milk, but they weren't radiating or illuminating.
There were many of them. Men, women, kids, oldies. All of them just kept talking with each other in a low voice while staring at each other.
They would stare at me and then walk away.
Then someone else would come and stare at me just to walk away.
Everyone did that.
Every time, there was a new face.
Whenever they came near me, I could see them. And when they walked away, I couldn't.
Maybe they were just disappearing?
I don't know.
I don't want to know.
It's scary.
I hate those stares.
It's scary.
Not being able to move your body.
It's scary.
In a dark room, where all you can do is watch.
Soon after, their number decreased and eventually, they stopped.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Then I heard footsteps once again, but I didn't hear any whispers.
The footsteps kept approaching me, but I couldn't see anyone.
What is taking them so long?
How far are they?
Those were my thoughts.
Though I couldn't move my body, I could move my eyes.
I once again glanced around in the room with my eyes, but couldn't see anyone.
The footsteps had stopped before I realized.
I once again glanced but couldn't see anyone.
Soon, I hear rustling...or rather, something like power or small tiny particles falling down near me.
My eyes widened as I saw what couldn't before.
There was someone standing there, staring at me.
It didn't have any face or facial features including eyes. But I could tell it was staring at me.
It moved its hands at me and tried to reach my neck.
Suddenly, a bright light came and blinded my vision.
That's where the dream ended every time.
I don't know why I suddenly remembered that, or maybe....did I ever forget it?
Sigh ~
Daulla wasn't there.
So...did I wake up or not?
Is this real or not?
I can't even tell the difference between dreams and reality.
"Argh"
My head ached once again.
I rubbed my eyes and glanced at the side of the bed again, but she still wasn't there.
Where did she go?
What's the time?
I tried to find my phone--
"Oh! You are awake?"
My head ached as I said, "Daulla?"
"It's dark. Let me open the balcony door"
I can see you though.
She walked to the balcony door and opened it.
The sunlight covered the room, revealing Daulla who was standing near the door.
"Oh! Your hair are back to black again"
"They are?"
Nice.
"What's the time?" I asked.
"It's 5: 40"
No wonder the light is like that.
Daulla was wearing bra and p.a.n.t.i.e.s, meaning she was in her u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r.
"If I remember correctly, last night you were wearing a sleeve-blouse"
"I was"
"Then...You took a bath?"
"I did"
Sigh~
"How do you feel now?" she asked.
"I think I am fine"
I couldn't take my eyes off her.
She looked so beautiful under the sunlight.
Daulla was combing her hair in front of the mirror.
She noticed that I was staring at her.
She looked at me from the mirror as I turned my face.
She looked back at me and said, "You were checking me out, weren't you?"
"Maybe I was"
She stood up and walked to me.
I still couldn't take my eyes off from her.
It's not like she has suddenly gone beautiful. Or she looks more beautiful in Sherley's body. Or because she doesn't have any scars on her body now. But it was only because she wasn't holding herself back anymore.
She is coming with a direct approach.
"How do I look?" she asked, showing me her full half-n.a.k.e.d body.
"Do you want me to be honest?"
"I would appreciate it"
"I want to push you down and take off your u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r"
"You are being too honest now"
"That's what I want to do"
"Then do it"
I was taken aback by her sudden declaration.
Does she really mean it?
She did say that she wouldn't hold herself back anymore. And that she would do things that lovers do.
Should I do it?
Why not?
This can be one of my golden chances.
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I opened my eyes to see a familiar ceiling.
Argh!
My head.
My head and eyes were aching so bad that I immediately closed my eyes.
I slowly opened them again and tried to adjust myself to the dark room.
I slowly sat up.
There was a ray of sunlight coming from a glass window.
The light was being diluted by the glass window and giving a light blue color as its shade.
That was the only place from where the sunlight was coming from, and hence, the room was dark.
I had a dream while I was sleeping.
Not here. I mean, where I was sleeping with Lily.
I slept for 180 days, yet I feel so tired and weak.
I don't know if that was a new dream or not, because it felt so nostalgic. Like I have had the same dream many times, but I don't remember it. No, maybe I do remember it and I just don't want to admit it?
In the dream, I was lying on some flat surface with my back on it and face facing up the ceiling. I don't even know if there was a ceiling or not because the room was dark. Not dark like it is now, nor like a normal dark room.
Rather than dark, it was black. I couldn't see anything.
I tried to move my hand to see it, but I still couldn't see it. Then I realized I can't move my body.
All I could do was watch the dark room with no one inside it.
Soon after, I started hearing whispers.
They were wearing expensive outfits, mostly royals. And were wearing jewelries all over their bodies.
Their bodies were shining like milk, but they weren't radiating or illuminating.
There were many of them. Men, women, kids, oldies. All of them just kept talking with each other in a low voice while staring at each other.
They would stare at me and then walk away.
Then someone else would come and stare at me just to walk away.
Everyone did that.
Every time, there was a new face.
Whenever they came near me, I could see them. And when they walked away, I couldn't.
Maybe they were just disappearing?
I don't know.
I don't want to know.
It's scary.
I hate those stares.
It's scary.
Not being able to move your body.
It's scary.
In a dark room, where all you can do is watch.
Soon after, their number decreased and eventually, they stopped.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Then I heard footsteps once again, but I didn't hear any whispers.
The footsteps kept approaching me, but I couldn't see anyone.
What is taking them so long?
How far are they?
Those were my thoughts.
Though I couldn't move my body, I could move my eyes.
I once again glanced around in the room with my eyes, but couldn't see anyone.
The footsteps had stopped before I realized.
I once again glanced but couldn't see anyone.
Soon, I hear rustling...or rather, something like power or small tiny particles falling down near me.
My eyes widened as I saw what couldn't before.
There was someone standing there, staring at me.
It didn't have any face or facial features including eyes. But I could tell it was staring at me.
It moved its hands at me and tried to reach my neck.
Suddenly, a bright light came and blinded my vision.
That's where the dream ended every time.
I don't know why I suddenly remembered that, or maybe....did I ever forget it?
Sigh ~
Daulla wasn't there.
So...did I wake up or not?
Is this real or not?
I can't even tell the difference between dreams and reality.
"Argh"
My head ached once again.
I rubbed my eyes and glanced at the side of the bed again, but she still wasn't there.
Where did she go?
What's the time?
I tried to find my phone--
"Oh! You are awake?"
My head ached as I said, "Daulla?"
"It's dark. Let me open the balcony door"
I can see you though.
She walked to the balcony door and opened it.
The sunlight covered the room, revealing Daulla who was standing near the door.
"Oh! Your hair are back to black again"
"They are?"
Nice.
"What's the time?" I asked.
"It's 5: 40"
No wonder the light is like that.
Daulla was wearing bra and p.a.n.t.i.e.s, meaning she was in her u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r.
"If I remember correctly, last night you were wearing a sleeve-blouse"
"I was"
"Then...You took a bath?"
"I did"
Sigh~
"How do you feel now?" she asked.
"I think I am fine"
I couldn't take my eyes off her.
She looked so beautiful under the sunlight.
Daulla was combing her hair in front of the mirror.
She noticed that I was staring at her.
She looked at me from the mirror as I turned my face.
She looked back at me and said, "You were checking me out, weren't you?"
"Maybe I was"
She stood up and walked to me.
I still couldn't take my eyes off from her.
It's not like she has suddenly gone beautiful. Or she looks more beautiful in Sherley's body. Or because she doesn't have any scars on her body now. But it was only because she wasn't holding herself back anymore.
She is coming with a direct approach.
"How do I look?" she asked, showing me her full half-n.a.k.e.d body.
"Do you want me to be honest?"
"I would appreciate it"
"I want to push you down and take off your u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r"
"You are being too honest now"
"That's what I want to do"
"Then do it"
I was taken aback by her sudden declaration.
Does she really mean it?
She did say that she wouldn't hold herself back anymore. And that she would do things that lovers do.
Should I do it?
Why not?
This can be one of my golden chances.
I opened my eyes to see a familiar ceiling. Argh! My head. My head and eyes were aching so bad that I immediately closed my eyes. I slowly opened them again and tried to adjust myself to the dark room. I slowly sat up. There was a ray of sunlight coming from a glass window. The light was being diluted by the glass window and giving a light blue color as its shade. That was the only place from where the sunlight was coming from, and hence, the room was dark. I had a dream while I was sleeping. Not here. I mean, where I was sleeping with Lily. I slept for 180 days, yet I feel so tired and weak. I don't know if that was a new dream or not, because it felt so nostalgic. Like I have had the same dream many times, but I don't remember it. No, maybe I do remember it and I just don't want to admit it? In the dream, I was lying on some flat surface with my back on it and face facing up the ceiling. I don't even know if there was a ceiling or not because the room was dark. Not dark like it is now, nor like a normal dark room. Rather than dark, it was black. I couldn't see anything. I tried to move my hand to see it, but I still couldn't see it. Then I realized I can't move my body. All I could do was watch the dark room with no one inside it. Soon after, I started hearing whispers. They were wearing expensive outfits, mostly royals. And were wearing jewelries all over their bodies. Their bodies were shining like milk, but they weren't radiating or illuminating. There were many of them. Men, women, kids, oldies. All of them just kept talking with each other in a low voice while staring at each other. They would stare at me and then walk away. Then someone else would come and stare at me just to walk away. Everyone did that. Every time, there was a new face. Whenever they came near me, I could see them. And when they walked away, I couldn't. Maybe they were just disappearing? I don't know. I don't want to know. It's scary. I hate those stares. It's scary. Not being able to move your body. It's scary. In a dark room, where all you can do is watch. Soon after, their number decreased and eventually, they stopped. I don't know how much time has passed. Then I heard footsteps once again, but I didn't hear any whispers. The footsteps kept approaching me, but I couldn't see anyone. What is taking them so long? How far are they? Those were my thoughts. Though I couldn't move my body, I could move my eyes. I once again glanced around in the room with my eyes, but couldn't see anyone. The footsteps had stopped before I realized. I once again glanced but couldn't see anyone. Soon, I hear rustling...or rather, something like power or small tiny particles falling down near me. My eyes widened as I saw what couldn't before. There was someone standing there, staring at me. It didn't have any face or facial features including eyes. But I could tell it was staring at me. It moved its hands at me and tried to reach my neck. Suddenly, a bright light came and blinded my vision. That's where the dream ended every time. I don't know why I suddenly remembered that, or maybe....did I ever forget it? Sigh ~ Daulla wasn't there. So...did I wake up or not? Is this real or not? I can't even tell the difference between dreams and reality. "Argh" My head ached once again. I rubbed my eyes and glanced at the side of the bed again, but she still wasn't there. Where did she go? What's the time? I tried to find my phone-- "Oh! You are awake?" My head ached as I said, "Daulla?" "It's dark. Let me open the balcony door" I can see you though. She walked to the balcony door and opened it. The sunlight covered the room, revealing Daulla who was standing near the door. "Oh! Your hair are back to black again" "They are?" Nice. "What's the time?" I asked. "It's 5: 40" No wonder the light is like that. Daulla was wearing bra and p.a.n.t.i.e.s, meaning she was in her u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r. "If I remember correctly, last night you were wearing a sleeve-blouse" "I was" "Then...You took a bath?" "I did" Sigh~ "How do you feel now?" she asked. "I think I am fine" I couldn't take my eyes off her. She looked so beautiful under the sunlight. Daulla was combing her hair in front of the mirror. She noticed that I was staring at her. She looked at me from the mirror as I turned my face. She looked back at me and said, "You were checking me out, weren't you?" "Maybe I was" She stood up and walked to me. I still couldn't take my eyes off from her. It's not like she has suddenly gone beautiful. Or she looks more beautiful in Sherley's body. Or because she doesn't have any scars on her body now. But it was only because she wasn't holding herself back anymore. She is coming with a direct approach. "How do I look?" she asked, showing me her full half-n.a.k.e.d body. "Do you want me to be honest?" "I would appreciate it" "I want to push you down and take off your u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r" "You are being too honest now" "That's what I want to do" "Then do it" I was taken aback by her sudden declaration. Does she really mean it? She did say that she wouldn't hold herself back anymore. And that she would do things that lovers do. Should I do it? Why not? This can be one of my golden chances.
