• it was just the two of us. him [in his black wife beater, on his black sheets] and me [i was in a bathing suit. it was black too.] he'd gone to the doorway to check they were all gone. and not coming back. they weren't. but his face was so different when he returned to me. it was fucking distorted. scary. i didn't know him and i wanted to leave. but i didn't. and i let him kiss me. but his mouth was full of this fluid. it was thick. and it tasted awful. and i had to pull away. i turned my head and let out all of this... this red and black liquid. i was throwing up on his bed because when he kissed me his mouth was full of that red and black goo. i was freaking out trying to make it stop. but he just sat there. and then i woke up. i swear these horrid dreams are keeping me awake. and they're always about austen. always. and the worst part is they've been coming true. i hope that one doesn't. i really fucking do.

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