All I could feel was the mind-numbing fear as I walked the darkened streets. I hadn't a clue as to where I had just come from, all I knew was that I was trying to get away from something. Or was it someone? I couldn't be sure. My mind was cloudy, my vision blurred as I continued my trek to nowhere in particular through unknown territory.
I glanced around at my surroundings, I couldn't recognize anything. It was late and the sparse streetlights that illuminated the deserted sidewalks did very little to help. The faint rustle of the trees blowing in the slight breeze could be heard, dogs barking off into the distance along with the clicking of my heels against the concrete were the only sounds to bring me any sort of comfort. If I had any to begin with, but something told me that comfort was a luxury that eluded me.
Through my blurred vision, I could make out out bushes that aligned along the sidewalk, fences surrounding homes and houses that I could hardly see. My footsteps quickened as I felt the terror begin to crawl its way to my senses. I could feel someone's eyes watching me, the all too familiar feeling of being watched enveloped me. I turned in an attempt to look behind me as some bushes rustled, in that moment of terror one thing was for certain, I knew that was not the fucking wind.
I couldn't calm my nerves. I knew something bad was about to happen. I could feel it in every fiber of my being. I chanced another quick glance behind me, just then I caught the silhouette of a hooded man dressed in black walking behind me at a fast pace. Gathering as much strength in my tired state as I could, I walked faster. Doing everything I could not to draw anymore attention to myself, I kept my focus on looking straight ahead. I looked in front of me and noticed a building, all I needed to do was reach the next block and once I was able to go around the building, I could try to lose the figure behind me.
With a small surge of hope, I picked up my pace. Everything within my body was screaming for me to run, to not look back. Danger was coming! Run...Run! I tried to will my legs to move faster, MOVE DAMN IT!! I screamed at myself internally. Why wouldn't my legs move faster? Fear took hold of me. I could feel the danger in the air.
I rounded the corner and started to run. I didn't look back, I had to try to make it to somewhere safe. I searched the houses for any sign of lights or any signs of life as I kept running. In my haste I couldn't find anyone or anything to shield me from the dark figure that followed me. I could hear the footsteps behind me closing in.
I came upon an alleyway and rushed to find some sort of solace, when I thought all hope was lost, I seen a man walking out of an unfamiliar building. I was just about to call out to him for help when I felt strong hands wrap around my waist and cover my mouth muffling my attempted scream...
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Wednesday, September 2nd
~Sydney's POV~
I woke with a start, my breathing heavy. Sweat beading down my face, I glanced around my room feeling a little disoriented from my dream. Finally, able to recognize where I was, I tried to calm my heart, taking deep breath's like my therapist had taught me. I couldn't remember the last time I had a nightmare that felt that real.
It's been a while since the last episode, at least 4 months since...I needed to shake the memory of that time. I couldn't dwell on it, if I did then I knew I wouldn't be able to go anywhere out of fear. I needed to focus my thoughts elsewhere and I knew just who I wanted to focus on.
I stared up at the ceiling, I don't even remember falling asleep. My body was sore and unsatisfied, I thought back to last night. Jordan has never done anything like that to me before. I still couldn't wrap my mind around it. A small part of me wondered if she did that to punish me, to torture me. For what, I have no idea. No. She would never do that to me out of malice, it wasn't in her nature to be that cruel.
That small part of me held doubts as I remembered the glint in her eyes that held that predatory instinct, I only caught a glimpse of it, but it was still there. I know I didn't imagine it. Then I remembered what she did, she became almost territorial. It felt primal in a sense, a new type of fire ignited within the depths of her eyes. Then the realization hit me, I had seen that look once before. But this time it was different, Jordan's eyes held something else that I couldn't quite put my finger on.
My alarm went off, causing me to snap out of my reverie that boarded on inner turmoil. My current mental and emotional state needed to be put on pause, I rolled over and shut off my alarm. It was time to get up, once I stood up, I felt the ache between my thighs. In more ways than one might I add. In all honesty, I was still a little peeved about how she left. Who wouldn't be? I'm even more upset with how she made me feel afterwards. I was too exhausted and upset last night to do anything about it. In all of the time I've been sexually active, which has only been with 3 other people, I've never felt the agonizing torment of not being able to climax. Well, at least not on purpose and not to this extent.
I meant what I said about Jordan being the only one to make me orgasm. Before she came into my life, I often wondered if there was something wrong with me. Jordan definitely changed that for me. I often wonder what sets her apart from the rest, not that I have a whole lot of experience to go on, but I had enough. Considering that it's been that way from the moment we met, up until now. One thing was for certain, I was definitely going to have a talk with Jordan about it after class. I didn't want her to think I was just going to let this go unfinished.
With a new-found determination, I made my bed then walked into my closet to find something to wear. After rummaging through my clothes, I settled on a nice beige woman's three-piece suit, which consisted of slacks, blazer, and a vest. I paired it with a white blouse and my beige Jimmy Choo's. I laid it out on the bed and went to into the en-suite bathroom. I let the water dissolve any negative or unwarranted thoughts from my mind. I enjoyed the refreshing feeling it brought as the water cascaded down my body. I felt like I could take on the day.
I stepped out of the shower feeling rejuvenated. I dried myself off and put on my bathrobe once I was done. Walking back into my bedroom, I sat down at my vanity and started the process of contouring my makeup. It was a long and lengthy process, but I felt it was worth it. Today I was going for a more natural look. Deep down, I knew I didn't need to put on makeup, at least that's what people have told me my whole life. Just as much as the next woman, I have insecurities. Plus, I genuinely enjoy the process.
When I was done with that I quickly got dressed and grabbed everything I needed from my room. I went downstairs and made myself a light breakfast then went to work.
The morning went on with no problems, I gave the necessary lecture and handed out the assignment. I searched for my raven-haired beauty every chance I had, but so far, my efforts were for naught.
In my free time, which seemed like I had a lot of today, my mind was pre-occupied with last nights excursion. I didn't know exactly what I was going to say to Jordan, I at least wanted see if she was okay because if the look in her eyes was any indication for having a cause for concern, then consider me worried. I knew something wasn't right, aside from the obvious, for me it was more than just her being upset.
Deep down I know I can trust her not to hurt me. In a way she didn't hurt me, in the physical sense or in any sense really. In fact, I rather enjoyed the roughness of it, I reveled in it. But in the instance that I noticed the fiery glint in her eyes, she was there physically, but she wasn't there mentally.
A part of me thinks that I could be reading too much into it and letting my imagination run rampant with each thought from the next, as much as I want that to be true, I know it's not. I can feel something in the pit of my stomach that's saying something is about to happen, and I know it's not going to be good. I just hope that we can get through it sooner rather than later.
