Ch.2 ThunderHeart

I quickly opened my eyes, shivering in fear and sweating. Did I just wake from a nightmare? I thought to myself. At that moment I noticed that I was no longer in the safety of the man's arms and in a foreign bedroom. I sat up and observed the room and searched for him. He wasn't in the room with me, I was disappointed. The room was inky and the night was still adolescent. I recall staring at the out the window out the window at the moon, how appealing it was and the way the rain slapped against the glass embellished the night.

As I gazed out the window, I began to unwind. Just like when I was in his arms, I began to close my eyes again.

"BOOM!"

My eyes instantly opens, jerked off the futon and hitting the floor. The sudden noise of thunder startled me. I peeked over the futon, looking out the window once more.

"BOOM!"

I swiftly dashed out of the room, like a dog with it's tail between it's legs. The hallway was darker then the bedroom I scurried from. I was still frightened and wasn't thinking of going back, so I dawdled slowly down the corridor. Feeling my way. I was hoping to find him, something told me to find him, fear? Maybe. My hand abruptly touched doorknob, I quietly unlatched the door and peeked inside.

The room was eerie, and inky. The loud noise recurred again but this time a flash of light came and lightened the room. All it had was a bed, a dresser, a nightstand and a wardrobe. Again dissatisfied, the male wasn't in the room. I closed the door  and continued down the hallway. When I was a few feet away, promptly heard sniggering. I peered over to the door quickly. The laughter immediately stopped when my eyes made contact onto the door.

I stared at the door for a couple of seconds then slowly walked away. Just because I lost my memories didn't mean I lost my judgement. Later my palm found another doorknob, and again I opened it. I could make out that the room was a duplicate of the other. But one thing stood out, something was on the futon. I knew what or rather who was resting on it. I entered the room silently and began to approached the bed.

"BOOM!"

Startled, I hurtled onto the bed, tucking myself under the covers.

"BOOM!"

"You scared babe?" A voice asked me. I didn't respond, I only hugged him tightly.

"BOOM!"

I heard him sigh and then wrapped his arms around me* I suddenly felt the same sensations that I previously felt. Safe, pluckily and sleepy. My surrounding seem to become silent. Only a soft and gentle din could be heard.

^"Bu-bump."

The sound repeated itself as my eyes began to close. It sounded so lovely compared to the previous noise I heard.

^"Bu-bump."

While I drifted off to sleep, I felt something rub my back, which also comforted me. Not even minutes later, I returned to wonderland.

Later, I awoke to hard music. I opened my eyes but immediately closed them again for the sunlight stung them. For a short while, I let my eyes adjust to the light. When everything seemed visible to me, I examined my surroundings, I was in his room. After realizing that, I sat upright and ceded from the bed. When my feet touched the floor I remembered my injury. I looked down at it and it was gone, like it was never there. I didn't ponder about it much because once I seen the door at the other side of the room I went for it. When I exited the bedroom and went down the hall, I noticed stairs. The music seemed more louder then when I was in the room.  I followed the noise downstairs hesitantly. When I reached the middle of the stairs I observed the office.

A pool table was in the middle of the room and in the corner, badly beat up jukebox. At the other side of the room there was two out dated couches and coffee table beside those couches was a desk. Which was where the man was sitting at, reading a magazine. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, he looked up at me and smiled.

"Hey sunshine. How'd ya sleep?"

I gazed at him, then I felt heat coming onto my face.