《My Princess》Chapter 9: Isabella
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August 29, Saturday
I sat in my car. My eyes stared out my open window that viewed the restaurant. Grayson had been gone for awhile now but it felt like he was still standing here. His beautiful blue eyes piercing me.
I thought he and I were having a good time but his attitude said otherwise. I didn't know him that well so maybe that's just how he acts. Although the way his body acted was different. Like I was a snake and he didn't want to get bit.
Had I said something wrong? Or maybe did something that would make him upset?
Finally deciding to stop being weird I drive out of the parking lot. I drove back to my apartment in silence trying to tell myself it wasn't my fault. I didn't do anything wrong and I know I didn't.
There's a high chance I won't see him again anyways. Unless I hangout with Cara more often and their together. I forgot she wanted to show me around town sometime next week.
I take the extremely slow elevator up to my room. Now that I'm so close to home I feel so tired. I just want to sleep.
As the elevator stops I start to walk not paying attention at all. My body slams into another and I stumble backwards. Before I can fall the person in front of me grabs my arms dragging me towards them.
I let out a sigh of relief of not falling and breaking my skull. I finally look up at the person who I bumped into.
The man had ginger hair that was very curly. His eyes were a dark blue, almost black. He was taller than me but not by a lot. And he smelt like lavender.
"I am so sorry. I wasn't paying attention at all but that isn't a excuse." I say backing away from the man. His hands let go of my arms quickly. His face then turns dark red as he gives me a large smile.
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"It's alright. It's late so you must be tired. I'm Tyler. I live down the hall." He raises his hand to shake mine so I shake his. His hands were sweaty and very large.
I gave him a smile back as his face darkened another shade.
"I'm Isabella, I just moved here a week ago. My rooms over there." I say pointing at my apartment. He turns his head to look but quickly looks back at me.
"I'm sorry, I'll let you go. We're just standing in the elevator." He says with a shaky laugh and I laugh with him.
"Nice to meet you Tyler. Maybe we can hangout sometime." I say walking to my door. I turn around as I put my key in the door.
"Yes of course! Goodnight Isabella." He gets into the elevator leaving as I get into my apartment.
I throw my purse down and kick my shoes off. It felt so great to let my feet breath.
Deciding to take a shower tomorrow I strip and only put a shirt and underwear on. Flopping into bed I fall asleep.
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My eyes open to the dark forest. Almost pitch black but my eyes could see perfectly. The growls from the beast weren't far from me.
Although other than running this time I stand. I wait for it to come towards me. Even in my dreams I was tired of running. I could feel it in my legs.
It's paws hit the ground rapidly as it got closer and closer. Finally in eyesight I decide this was a bad idea. But my feet were stuck to the ground.
The black beast saw me standing there. It walked towards me slowly not breaking eye contact with me.
Now it was arms lengths away and I could barely breath. What should I do now? It wasn't hurting me yet.
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I stuck my hand out towards the large animal. The wolf looked at it then back at me. It's teeth bared like it was going to rip my arm off. I kept my stance not breaking under pressure.
"I don't want to hurt you." I say softly. The wolf stared at my hand once again before moving closer. My hand brushed its soft black fur lightly. I gasped at how real the dream felt.
I run my hand over it's large head to its neck. My knees weaken making me fall to the ground. The wolf watched as I started to cry. Why was I crying?
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