Taken

I started crying at the thought of me going crazy. For some reason, I don't remember my mother but people tell me often that she killed herself because of weird visions. I didn't wanna die, I was too young. No, no what happened was real, I know it.

I knew for a fact that I fell, I'm sure I didn't imagine. The pain I remember all so clearly. "Um, I changed your clothes and put some makeup on them." I started laughing, I must've looked stupid. What else could she have done? Sprinkled fairy dust? I giggled at the thought.

I wanted to ask her, about werewolves and if I sounded crazy enough I could brush it off. And lie claiming I bumped my head during the fall which could explain these visions. I know I shouldn't lie but what other choice do I have?

She was getting ready to leave when I sat up, "Um Bri, I have a question." She turned around slowly with a curious expression, "I'm listening?" "Well", I said rising from my current sitting position, "Recently I've been drawing and painting a lot about werewolves and a guy. But not just a random person its been this one guy each time."

I stood in front of a huge chest box and removed the cloth hiding it. "In here is everything, bits, and pieces of what I've been seeing for almost a year. Especially these weird symbols, I'm not sure if it's a language or something. But I know it's of divine importance."

She was so quiet and still that I had become anxious to receive a response. And then she smiled, "Yea we're definitely going to urgent care after this. For now, go entertain your guest." I almost busted out laughing but right now was supposed to be a serious moment.

My face dropped, I had completely forgotten about my guest and the showcasing. I slammed into the wall trying to rush out the door and put my shoes on at the same time. I gave Bri a kiss on the cheek on the way out "Love you!" And before I could say a word everyone started clapping at my arrival, "the superstar has arrived!"

I couldn't even count the number of people who had come, there were at least more than one hundred. I smiled removing hair from my face and tucking it behind my ear. "Yes, yes I have arrived, I apologize for the wait. Some unexpected problems occurred." I smiled slightly nervous, would they fall for the excuse?

A man came up to me and brought me close, "it's no problem Bri told us everything, you were on the phone with your florist about the flowers that hadn't arrived." UH, my face told it all, "Flowers? AH, yea flowers!" I had to fake it and act as if I knew what was going on if Bri's plan was going to work.

"Oh by the way", the man said while walking behind the juice bar. "The flowers just arrived about 10 minutes ago, no name I assume you have a secret admirer. I read it, definitely says, "our secret." Could I have a secret admirer?

It was fun talking amongst the guest about my artwork. Everyone loved the paintings and drawings—especially the weird ones with hints of those odd symbols and werewolves. I was going over the prices of my paintings for some of the buyers interested.

And in the distance I noticed someone staring. Staring so hard that I could almost feel them looking into my soul. "I-um just a second." I immediately started walking toward the guy staring. But he caught on and tried slowly sneaking outside while I was distracted by guests trying to get my attention.

I was on the verge of pushing at this point. I had to catch up to him, I made it outside and saw him rushing towards the alley. "AYE STAWP!" He actually stopped moving, I was lowkey shocked. But unaware of what to do now.

"Turn around. . .Please." Something was special about this guy, what? I'm not sure but this encounter was destined, I can feel it. "I can't, I'm not even supposed to be talking to you." His voice almost melted my insides. It was like honey to my ears.

"I need to see you, turn around or I'll come to you." He exhaled. "Fine. But don't come close to me, I might be unable to hold back." He slowly revealed his face and my heart dropped.

My palms got sweaty and I knew this couldn't be real. My head started racing and those visions were coming back. I fell to my knees and the pain was excruciating. Tears fell because of the pain and I felt myself fainting again. But this time it was into his arms.

The last thing I saw was Bri coming outside and screaming at the guy for holding me. . .But someone was slowly walking up behind her and I didn't have the strength to warn her. This can't be "We're being kidnapped. . ."