Saturday, 29 November 2008
11:31:24 PM (GMT)
Im sitting on the couch by my best friend in the whole wide world trying to read
while he blabs on about something...Im not even listening, just nodding my head in
timing with his pauses. Its been a long day and Im tired. My eyes wearily drift
from page to page occasionally closing for a moment or two. Eventually my head drops
and I begin to sink into the state of being between sleep and reality. In my semi
concious state, I hear his voice stop altogether and distinguish a sigh as he gently
pulls my head to his shoulder.
Its much nicer here, on his shoulder and I snuggle in closer and get ready to drift
off for a nice nap. He gently lays his head on top of mine and throws his arms
around me like a teddy bear. I can feel his heart beating and it lulls me deeper
into sleep until his voice breaks my falling. "I love you." Sleepily I answer, "I
love you too." He smells like sunflower seeds and books, and hes the only thing I
can sense around me as I try once again to fall asleep. Once again, he stops me.
His head shifts so that his lips are right by my ear. He wispers almost as if he
doesnt want me to hear, "If anything ever happened to you, I dont know what Id do."
"Why on earth would anything happen to me?" His breathing seems to stop, and I dont
mind maybe hell let me sleep....."Just, ya know what if scenario here." "What if you
let me go to sleep." I feel his chuckle rather than hear it, and finally I drift
When I wake up hes snoring softly into my head. I get ready to wake him up when I
hear the rustling. Loud, then quiet, it reminds me of a purr, but not of a household
cat, a mountain lion, maybe. Then silence.
I snuggle up and get ready for a second nap when the startling sound of violently
shattering glass breaks any sense of calm I had. Hes up in a second to see what
happened and I follow quickly behind. His hair is touseled from sleep and he runs
slower than normal from drowsiness.
When we get to the window where the sound originated from the window is perfectly
intact. the only sign of disturbance in the room is a tiny glass rose on the floor by