I woke up with a start.
Golden boy monster
What a dream. Though it felt like it was real. But I am sure that I don't have a memory like that or I might not function really well at all.
I shook off the feeling of sluggishness. I also tried to get rid of the cricks on my neck because of sleeping in an uncomfortable position. I don't know what is happening to me. The dream felt so real that I just couldn't go back to sleep.
"Golden boy monster" I whispered.
"Are you talking about me, love?"
I jolted from where I was seated. I looked around but there was no one.
So this is the auditory visitation again.
"Why are you not here?" I asked and then added in a challenging tone, "Scared?"
He laughed softly.
"Why would I be?"
His tone was different from what it was earlier. His voice was overly confident earlier but now it had an edgier tone. Like I reminded him of something bad.
"Then why are you not here?"
