Alone - Season 1 - Episode 35

4 years ago

Alone - Season 1 - Episode 35

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I jumped and looked at him. He was smiling. The chilly s£nsat!on on my tips reminded me that I was still bare so I quickly grabbed my blanket and covered myself. I had slept off while I thought about my boyfriend and Jesus! Was that a dream? It was too real to be a dream. Now,what was this fool doing in my room? He had seen my unclothedness. Gosh!

Gospel: You’re beautiful.
what guts?

Me: What are you doing in my room?
He still stood there, just beside my reading table and he was smiling shamelessly.

Gospel: Was your dream about us? I’ve been here, watching you beg for a release.
Now I was angry. But I can’t let him have a second show of my body.

Me: I repeat for the last time, what are you doing here?

Gospel: Hey! Come on. I had sent you a message and you didn’t reply so I decided to come and talk to you. We’ve passed the stage of sending messages. We should sought it out once and for all.

Me: You’re talking nonsense. And when you saw I was na’ked, why didn’t you carry your filthy self out of my room?
His smile disappeared.

Gospel: Amanda, don’t use stupid words on me.

Me: Why? Wait till morning when I’ll tell mum you were spying on my bare form.

He shook his head and grabbed the edge of my table.

Gospel; It’s okay. I’ll just go. Not because I’m scared of your threat or something but because I want to respect you.

Me: Thank you. So get out.

Gospel: Okay.

Instead of going out,he came in further and stopped at the edge of my bed.

Gospel: Between, if that’s how you m0an, then he’s not doing it better
He smiled and turned, trying to leave the room. I had to say something to make that smile disappear. Just before he opened the door, I found the right words;

Me: But at least, in my dreams, he’s getting something you’ll never get and very soon,I’ll make this dreams turn to reality, trust me.

He turned, his smile disappearing entirely. It was my turn to smile. He couldn’t stand it so he walked away, banging my door in the process.

I smiled, carried my bare form to the door and bolted it before going to bed.