Maddie

The contrast of the colors took my attention the moment I opened my eyes. The walls are enormous with wallpapers like carpet. There are elegant medieval designs on the ceiling. The floor is reddish brown and the pieces of furniture are magnificent. It looks like a room fit for a queen.

I walked across the room to check a large painting hanging on the wall. Like all the other parts of the room, it is enormous. The man in the painting looks like a medieval lord. He posed like a statue, his back is straight and his arms are holding a sword that is pointing the ground. He is wearing clothes like that of a warrior king. But what caught my attention most is his face, which is very beautiful. He looks like an angel. A magnificent angel. And I know this angel. I smiled in happiness to see him here. I raised my hand to touch his face.

"It's lovely to see how a painting can look so magnificent with you in there, " I caught myself before my hand reached the texture of the paint.

What is his name again?

I can't remember.

This can't be right. Why can't I remember his name? I fisted my hands until they hurt.

No. This is not right. I know him. I started panicking as I looked around the magnificent room.

Where am I? Why am I here? I looked back at the painting and saw the image starting to become blurry. No. What is happening. Please. Please, don't go. Suddenly, I felt the floor shaking and I started to fall. No! I heard myself scream.

I jerked my eyes open and see only darkness. I momentarily panicked and tried to remember where I am. I look around and try hard to adjust my eyes on the darkness and started to feel scared as to why it is pitch dark here. Fortunately, I found the lamp shade beside the bed a few second before I started screaming.

I hate the darkness, why did I sleep with all the light off? As the lamp is as tall as me, I stumbled out of the sheets to open it. Once the light illuminated the room, I remember what happened last night.

Dan.

He brought me here. The room is so elegant and luxurious. Unlike the room in my dream, this room is very modern. This room is fit for a superstar, while the room in my dream is fit for a queen.

That dream. What was that all about? I never felt so scared as shit in my life. This is very weird, I dreamt about monsters trying to kill and dragons trying to eat me before, but I never been this afraid. It just felt so real.

I grabbed my heart and felt is beating so hard. My breathing is fast and short. I did not want to let go. I did not want to let go of him. Who is that guy int he painting? And that face, whoa. I can't remember the face anymore. Weird weird brain.

I convinced my body to get up and take a hot shower to calm my nerves. Well, alright I admit. Part of the reason why I want to shower is because the hot shower here is just so good. Actually, I spent almost an hour before I went to sleep. My measly apartment doesn't have hot shower, so I want to enjoy this as long as it last.

I reached the bathroom and I felt my eyes going wide once again at how luxurious this room is. This is like the type of hotel room that you save for months just to have it for your honeymoon. Dan is just over the top.

I turned the shower on and loudly yelp when I felt the cold water on my body. Jeez. Well, that woke me up. I adjusted the shower and waited for the water to be heated before I put my body in it.

Everything is surreal.

I woke up earlier this morning feeling so down and worried on how I am going to pay my rent. And suddenly, Dan just came into the picture and offered my all of this. Maybe my lucky stars are really starting to shine on me. Although that guy is sometimes really infuriating. I remember how he held me earlier the the hotel lobby. My body still tingles when I remember how he grip my waist and pulled me closely to him. His arms felt so strong, his chest is so hard and he smells divine.

And when he whispered to me? I almost lost it.

His voice is so low and husky, and if you combine it with some dirty talk? It's enough to make even the holiest of the woman in the planet to want to sin. I still feel the goosebumps I had every time he touch me.

No wonder he is very famous. Yeah, I did search him on google earlier before I went to sleep. He's a world champion for racing. He's the hottest model of the number one brand of jeans and perfume. He's also a law student. He's almost perfect. If you exclude the fact that he is an arrogant, conceited and horny jerk.

Posing as his girlfriend will be hard. Half of the population of the girls in the country already hates me, according to the comments of the articles. Not that I mind. Let them hate all they want. What important is my college is already secured. I smiled at the thought.

After a few minutes, I turned off the shower, grabbed the towel and started drying my body.

As much as I want to stay in the shower forever, I feel so bad at wasting so much water. My tummy grumbled so I went to the refrigerator to look for some food. I wrinkled my nose when I saw wine and some other drinks there. Is there no normal food here?

I took the bottle labeled as apple juice and grabbed a glass and went to the bed. I opened the television and choose the channel playing a movie about the vampires. The movie did not help on getting my attention though. My mind still kept on thinking about my dream. Who is that guy? Is it my dad? Dan? or some movie star that I knew back when I was a kid. I cannot say. All I know is that dream made me feel so incomplete.