Just A Dream?

November 30, 2011 by guest

I'm an 18 year old girl who had a crush on this guy. His name was Lucas and he was 20, had wavy blonde hair, bright blue eyes, fair skin and a brilliant smile. We used to open up to each other. I came over his house one night to have dinner with him. After that he smiled and told me to goto the bedroom for a surprise. I smiled politely then stood and made my way to the bedroom, wondering what he had in mind.

He came up and eyed me asking if I was okay. "I'm fine" I said, smiling. He smiled back then made his way over to me and kissed me. I couldn't believe what he was doing ... He only made this night special to get to me ... I thought I should just relax and enjoy it. He took off his shirt and looked at me hungerily. I stepped back as he stepped forward. Lucas then ripped my dress off and laid me on the bed. He kissed my stomach up to my cleavage telling me I was gonna have the best night of my life. He kissed me softly once before stripping us and went in slow. I closed my eyes, moaning his name soft and sweet.

The next morning I woke up in his bed. I sat, realising I was still naked. I walked to his wardrobe and opened and found nothing. What happened? Where was Lucas's clothes? I heard the shower running and he called my name. I walked slowly to the shower and found him washing his face. Lucas looked up and smiled. "How are you baby?" he asked. I rubbed my eyes and blinked. He was still there. "Umm confused" I said walking over to him. He pushed me against the wall and lightly bit my neck. "Let me take the confusion away from you" he whispered as he entered me harder than lastnight.

That afternoon I woke up to a deserted house. I was still naked so I got up and found my clothes. When I walked out I saw a grave stone. I walked over to it and got on my knees and read :
"Our dearly beloved son, Lucas, 1880-2000".

I started to cry as I saw Lucas appear again. His true self was horryfying. I ran home screaming then from that night on ... I feel him rape me over and over telling me to love him ... How can I love someone who I trusted that was already dead? Sometimes I pray for him to leave me alone ... It never works ... He has been dead for 11 years now and yet he keeps coming back to the world he doesn't belong in.

By: Gangsta Babee.