She is the one - Chapter 19 from jashley13 - Sex Stories

She is the one - Chapter 19 from jashley13

... request? I could deal without a ‘goodnight’. My hand crept closer. Just one night. That would be okay. She’d probably forgive me tomorrow and everything would be like it was. I picked up my phone. Listen to her. She’s obviously thinking about you right now, even if they aren’t the nicest thoughts. That should be enough. At least for one night. I opened up her contact. Seriously, stop. Listen to her. Everything will okay. You’ll see tomorrow. Just one night and you’ll be fine, Jack. Just don’t text her. She’s thinking about you. But I want her to know I’m thinking about her. I typed out the message, ‘Goodnight’ and, before I could stop myself, sent the message. Immediately, I slammed my head against the pillow. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Now she was going to be more pissed off than ever! What was my justification? That I wanted her to know I was thinking about her? Well, no shit, Sherlock! You think she doesn’t know that? You think that’s a mystery to her? God damn it! I slammed my palms into my eyes, wanting to roar with frustration. I’d just fucked everything up worse. One simple thing and I couldn’t even do it for one night. Yeah, great boyfriend material. Dumbass. I raged and panted and twisted and turned for a long time, the word ‘stupid!’ resounding in my head. Eventually, I drifted off to sleep, but not before checking my phone one last time. Maybe…just maybe… Nothing. ...

... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I was having the nightmare again. I was floating in the water, nothing around me but empty void. The surface was too far above me to be worth swimming for. Below me was nothing but darkness. I was hovering right at the line where blue turned to black. Something was moving just beyond my sight, an impression of a shape. Massive. Threatening. I didn’t know what it was but it made my whole body shake with terror. If I kept very still…maybe… It seemed to turn towards me, growing larger and more defined. I still couldn’t tell what it was. My heart slammed against my chest painfully, blood rushing to my limbs, desperately trying to get them to move. It was coming closer, malice intent obvious in the shape that was growing ever more defined. It was massive. It wanted me dead. My throat closed up…I squeezed my eyes shut… And woke up, panting and sweating, dry tears crusting my face. Something was blaring nearby. My heart was pounding in my ears so loudly I could barely make out what it was but as my pulse slowed, it resolved itself into the beeping of my alarm. I pressed down on the button with a shaky finger. Jesus, my whole body was shaking. I slid out of bed to the floor, one hand over my heart. I could feel it in my fingers. God…I can’t even remember the last time a dream terrified me that much. What was that thing? I didn’t get a good look at it but whatever came to mind when I thought of scary stuff in the ocean (sharks, sea monsters, etc.) didn’t even ...