Right now I'm falling; as the passing wind blows my hair into my face, time slowly moves forward but my mind races at hyper speed. The fall was like a never ending drop, which gave enough time to myself for the first time after I met him. All this wind and hair in my face had me crying, tearing like sliding water on a surface. Eyes wide open as I stare directly into his glowing red eyes that gaze in horror and fear, as they witnessing my plummet to my seemingly inevitable demise.
There are few things you must be wondering about by now. That I myself pondered about bringing this leisurely drop to my death. Question such as
Why am I falling? What am I falling from?
How did I get myself in this mess and..... can I save myself?
But the most fascinating thing you'll be wondering is!
Who is that man with the glowing red eyes gaping in dismay as I gravitate to my death?
I will answer all these questions in a moment but it is time for you to get to know the man with glowing red eyes and how he is connected to everything that's going on around me. The disastrous curse; its path that led to my doom, the passion which I chosen or even gave into and the love that was destiny to be rejected by everyone around us. It was deep in my blood and bone that I wish to never ever give up on.
We all know that the eyes are the window to our soul and so when I look into my own eyes I could never find my soul. It was on that thundering stormy day as those eyes pierce through me like a burning hot branding iron. I know then that what I saw and felt was my soul finding its rightful body again.
He also felt it too. It was clear by the hungry, passionate and that borderline animalic stare. His body trembled in enthusiasm at my approach with every step, shortening the distance between us and it was an overpowering force that couldn't keep us apart for too long. Standing just a breath away from each other. Time pause as both of us gaze into each other eyes and saw our souls reflecting back at us.
I could sense that our breath seemed to elude us with every puff of air that we tried to take. It got harder to draw in enough air. For me it felt like there was never sufficient oxygen to my brain as I got dizzy and my leg felt like it would give way at any moment. Clear as a mirror reflecting back we stood face to face but it was not enough. There was more that needed to be achieved to feel complete and that force was still leading us to do it. Right there and now a dominant voice occupied the space inside me scream.
Get it DONE NOW!!!!!!!!
Time is WASTING AWAY!!!!!!!!
You need him and he NEEEEED YOUUUU!!!!!!!
It reverberated deep down in a dark place in my body that I never felt, but my subconsciousness bellowed loudly that it was not the first I felt it. I just couldn't remember when and where I felt the call. The calling was strong and was getting difficult to disregard
Control was out of my hand as each second pass by and what must be done hasn't be gone. The soul in my body was tearing at my body to let it out but a small light in the dark corner of body knew something That when it leaves a powerful hunger will take over that would require being satiated immediately. In the middle of the streets was not the place for that, so I ran so fast you would think that I was racing against time to save my life but at that moment I was truly frightened by what was happening. So my mind when in flight mode and the panic that also was travelling through my body gave me wings. The precise time was; thirty second, 30 minute, seventeen hours, three day and six months when that shocking moment.
The real being goes way back to my childhood in the countryside with my family and the neighbours that were unusually beautiful. They said that they were from the big city but everyone could tell that wasn't true. They had that wildness about them that no cover up could change. They wore pricey clothes. A young extravagantly dressed woman named Julie Green commented that all of them were dressed in many different brands and it was all from famous brands such Gucci, Louis Vuitton and Prada. Julie grew up in the countryside but she did well for herself so she has a condo in the city for work. She comes down for the long weekends and holidays to spend time with her parents. Julie asked them to stay in the city but city life was not for them. They had their own little house that was difficult to abandon and there was the eatery that was owned by them for years. People love to dine there and Julie was standing outside when the young man saw them for the first time. A group of seventeen families moved into our neighbourhood and kept to themselves. That was when we met him and we became friends in a strange way.
His family was part of that group city people. His family was a total of nine member; his mother and father, his three older sister, one older brother and his twin baby brothers. His father hair was black hint of purple at the tips and one blue eye on the left and the other green. He was tall broad shoulder handsome man with a beautiful shape face. His hair was long and was pulled up into a half ponytail in the back of his head.
My dad said that he was 6 ft 11 inches, like a head taller than him but he wished. My dad was on the short side but would never admit anybody was taller than him. Even if it was glaringly apparent that they were tall. I still recall what he said then because it was such a shock, everyone I mean everyone including my mother that surprisingly he would admit out loud the obvious height difference. And he was huge by my standards at that time by my young self.
His mother had red flaming hair with orange highlights and her eyes like the colour of warm gold. She was tall like one of those models in the magazine but with a very curvy hourglass figure. She always had a beautiful smile, was so calm and full of laughter. It was contagious that people could not help smiling with her. Everyone could see that their children inherit their good-looks and will grow up to be just as beautiful as them.
Mother and father had taken us out for dinner with two older sisters. I was seven at that time and was overwhelmed with joy because it would be my birthday in seven days. My parents had promised me a big birthday gift for my eighth birthday. It was tradition in my family that every child born in my family will get something on their eighth birthday and it was my turn. We came to the local eatery where we met his family.
New about them was going around the town. The town was talking about the big move they did. They bought a large piece of land that was massive enough that even more than the seventeen family can use. The house was built and fully decorated with a modern design centred around a warm fireplace. When they moved into their homes, it was just over four months that we welcomed more groups of people.Thing didn't stay that way forever because more of them kept coming. Such that houses that was build were not enough and more houses was added that it because a community of it own.
There were all construction workers needed for the job and many people in our town were hired, even my dad. My dad was an architect and was the best at what he did. The whole was a huge undertaking that it took about three years to complete. They built stores for different uses and then rented it out not only to those that can with them but to the townspeople that were looking to start something.
The town people were happy and worried because it looked like they were building a town outside their town. But everything was cleared up when the town road was fixed by them. People were simple that way and just wanted to live their own life.
Little did they know that two hundred years ago that massive piece of land was not empty and owner-less like they thought. All this time the land was owned by these people. The people who came to town were not moving here but we're moving back here. About a hundred years ago they moved out of town to who knows where. For some urgency that took place with them they moved back to town.
But there were many people and it was not enough to hold off the family that came with them. The house was built. And the small town now has another small community right outside it. The small community brought a large flow of people into town that got busy everyday and the town Mayor was happy and overjoyed.
But the mess with me and that man only truly started once more six months ago. After not seeing each other again for a very long time.
Now then it's about time I introduce myself and this out of this world handsome man that I now called my FATED MATE...….!!!!!