Post by Eric Draven on Mar 27, 2012 18:44:04 GMT -5
Eric tossed and turned while in his sleep one night as he was dreaming about his childhood. He never did have a great upbringing and it was quite tragic, expecially getting turned at a young age alone was enough to scare anyone for life. He sat up really fast in his bed and gave his head a shake. He then grabbed his head with both hands and ran them down his hair and down all the way to his mouth. He took a deep breath in and then back out. "Fuck I hate those dreams" he said to himself outload.
He could never get back to sleep after those dreams for as long as he could remember. He got up and lit a smoke, got a drink sat at the table and started to read the paper from 3 days ago. Eric looked out the window and then straight at the moon, "I'm glad it's not a full moon tonight" he thought to himself as he got an idea.
He quickly grabbed his smokes, his coat and headed to the boat house. He thought that since it wasn't a full moon, why not go out and enjoy the night for a change. He was about half way there and remebered something from his childhood, "How I used to love it by the water" he thought. "My dad would always skip stones with me and have contests". Eric had no clue where this was comming from as he never like to think about anything about his childhood, but he was quite excited to find the flatest stone he could, just to see if he still had it in him.
He got there and started to skip away as there were tonnes of rocks down there. He would laugh at himself in self confidence because he was skipping like he just did it yesterday."After all these years I still got it" he chuckled.
Eric looked at the water and saw how calm it was and he instantly thought about Carmen. How beautiful she looked by the water the night Eric played the song he had wrote for her. He wanted her so badly that night. He could feel how bad the she wanted him to and it was very to hard to resist. He was madly in love with her, and often thought about when they would make love for the first time. He was a gentleman and was hard to come by, but call him old fashioned...he wanted it to me romantic and nothing but.
He knew what he was going to do, but he needed the rest of the night to get ready for it and make it perfect. He couldn't wait for her anymore as she deserves the world. He left the boat house and went back up tp his room and started to pack. He couldn't stop thinking about her...he never could, as he would even daydream about making love to her most of the time.
"I will visit her tomorrow morning and surprise her with a vacation of romance and chilvery" he said to himself as he shoved his belongings in his bags. "This is the one...she must be the one" he thought to himself as he zipped up the bags and put them by the door awaiting for tomorrow to come.
He could never get back to sleep after those dreams for as long as he could remember. He got up and lit a smoke, got a drink sat at the table and started to read the paper from 3 days ago. Eric looked out the window and then straight at the moon, "I'm glad it's not a full moon tonight" he thought to himself as he got an idea.
He quickly grabbed his smokes, his coat and headed to the boat house. He thought that since it wasn't a full moon, why not go out and enjoy the night for a change. He was about half way there and remebered something from his childhood, "How I used to love it by the water" he thought. "My dad would always skip stones with me and have contests". Eric had no clue where this was comming from as he never like to think about anything about his childhood, but he was quite excited to find the flatest stone he could, just to see if he still had it in him.
He got there and started to skip away as there were tonnes of rocks down there. He would laugh at himself in self confidence because he was skipping like he just did it yesterday."After all these years I still got it" he chuckled.
Eric looked at the water and saw how calm it was and he instantly thought about Carmen. How beautiful she looked by the water the night Eric played the song he had wrote for her. He wanted her so badly that night. He could feel how bad the she wanted him to and it was very to hard to resist. He was madly in love with her, and often thought about when they would make love for the first time. He was a gentleman and was hard to come by, but call him old fashioned...he wanted it to me romantic and nothing but.
He knew what he was going to do, but he needed the rest of the night to get ready for it and make it perfect. He couldn't wait for her anymore as she deserves the world. He left the boat house and went back up tp his room and started to pack. He couldn't stop thinking about her...he never could, as he would even daydream about making love to her most of the time.
"I will visit her tomorrow morning and surprise her with a vacation of romance and chilvery" he said to himself as he shoved his belongings in his bags. "This is the one...she must be the one" he thought to himself as he zipped up the bags and put them by the door awaiting for tomorrow to come.