Note: This story was written 10/26/04 and was inspired by a dream I had the night before. It was one of those stories that I sat down to write and next thing I knew, I had written five pages! While I was me in my dream and the girl resembled someone I knew, they are not really based on anyone in particular. It is one of my favorite things I’ve ever written and has gotten praise from a few other writers for how the adult theme was handled. I also find it interesting that it was written in first person, which is something I don’t particularly like to do. Also, keep in mind, this was written a long time ago, so it’s a little choppy. I’ve only edited it for grammatical, punctuation, or spelling errors. Enjoy, and as always please leave a comment to let me know what you think!
It was already past midnight, and I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t stop thinking about my life, my love life in particular. It was also the dreams that kept me awake. Lately, all my dreams have been about a girl I’d never even met. It’d start by me being in a very dark room, just standing there or…something. Then, as if she had been there the whole time, she appeared and walked over to me with a very innocent smile. She was pretty short and very beautiful. Her hair was black with light brown highlights and she had a figure that wasn’t perfect, but to me, she couldn’t have looked better. Her skin was a golden brown, perfect in my eyes. She was wearing very loose pajama pants and a tank top that showed her very cute belly button. I knew by looking at her, she was the love of my life.
That’s what it was. I had no one in my life that I could feel this way about, never have. But the girl in my dreams, the girl I’ve longed for since as far back as I can remember, that’s all I really want now. I know deep inside I can’t hope to ever find the perfect girl, but even to have a single experience of perfect love, perfect romance, is something I need now more than ever.
As for me, I’m 19 years old just starting college as a video game programmer. I’m not tall, but not short by any means. I could stand to lose a few pounds, but I’ve never had any complaints from anyone about my body. I’m very into the Asian cultures, specifically the music. The girl in my dream describes the “perfect” girl in my eyes. Maybe one day I’ll meet her, maybe.
The next morning I woke up late for school. I lived alone in a single room apartment on the outskirts of town. It wasn’t much, but it was all I could afford for now. I made my money as a freelance programmer for local companies, but only made enough to keep my place and stay in school, with little extra money for myself. I figured once I got out of school, I’d be able to find a real job and be able to move up in life.
I ate breakfast and hurried out, just in time to see the bus go by. I’m new in the area and don’t know my way around but I knew the school wasn’t far from home, and I was late already, so I decided to walk. At least I didn’t think it would take long. About a half hour after I’d left, I finally admitted to myself I was lost, and what’s worse was it started to rain.
And then it poured.
Next thing I knew, I was rushing up to a nearby abandoned house to get some cover. I figured no one would mind, so I let myself in and tried to see if there was anything that could help me keep warm. Lucky enough, upstairs there was an old brown blanket, some candles, and a pack of matches. The room was pretty small. The only light was coming from a window on the far side that only lit up half the room.
And what’s worse is the window didn’t even close.
I was told by my neighbor that winter always gets really rainy around here, sometimes it even snows enough to close down the schools. He said this winter was supposed to be particularly cold. That was for sure. I was in wet clothes, lost in the middle of nowhere, and it was getting colder and colder by the minute. Looks like I was missing school today.
After shivering for a while, I decided I’d be warmer if I took off my clothes and used the blanket for my warmth. I laid my pants and shirt out, hoping they’d dry a little by the time the rain let up, so I could at least walk home and change. With this cold, though, I didn’t think that was possible.
I huddled into the corner and lit the candles. The clouds were getting darker by the minute. I had no way of telling what time it was now, but it was dark enough for me to light the candles so that I could see my way around the room. The only furniture was a small set of drawers next to the window and a few cushions that looked to be from an old couch sitting next to it.
Just then, I heard a noise downstairs. It sounded like someone walking over a loose board on the floor. I stood still and listened for what seemed to be an hour, but didn’t hear anything else.
Just as I had begun to think it was just the wind, I heard it again, followed by a faint whine. Who else was in the house? Maybe someone else got caught in the rain and ran in here for shelter.
I quietly wrapped myself in the blanket and grabbed one of the candles. As I started down the stairs, I saw a faint, flickering light coming from where I thought the stove would be. I didn’t even think to check the stove for a source of warmth! It was an old wood-burning stove, so I figured there was no way that’d be of any help. I guess I was wrong.
I blew out the candle so that I could get a look at who was down there without bringing any attention to myself. But what I saw was very unexpected. It was a girl standing there. She must have come in out of the pouring rain because she had taken her shirt off and placed it over the stove. She had golden brown skin, and…I couldn’t believe it! She was the girl from my dreams! It was really her, down to the brown highlights in her hair.
At this point, she was facing away from me. I watched quietly as she removed her pants and hung them to dry also. She had been wearing a pair of blue jeans and a very cute t-shirt with a yellow bird on the front. She didn’t have a sweater, so she was probably caught in the rain unexpectedly just like me.
She was now wearing only white underwear and a white bra. She had her hands crossed her chest and was shivering to the point even I could see. She was trying to warm up in front of the stove, but it looked like there wasn’t enough wood to do much good.
She began to turn towards me. I took a few more steps towards her and came into the light. I couldn’t speak. It’s as if my voice was stolen away by her beauty, or maybe it was because all of a sudden it’s as if I’m living a dream.
She grabbed her shirt and covered herself.
“I…I’m sorry, I thought this house was empty,” she said in a very faint, almost sickly voice. “Let me just grab my clothes and I’ll get out of your way.”
She turned around and started to reach for her pants.
It’s the only word I could seem to make out. She stopped and turned towards me.
“I don’t live here. I got caught in this rain and ran in here for cover.”
It almost felt as if my words were scripted.
“M…me too. I’m visiting my grandma and got lost while I was on my way to the store.”
I walked towards her. Her skin was very pale from the cold. I took the blanket off me and handed it to her. She began to blush as she put her shirt aside and reached out for the blanket.
I guess we both forgot we weren’t wearing much, with me revealing a little more than her. We quickly turned our backs to one another.
“I’m sorry!!! I didn’t mean to….” I said as fast as I could.
“No…it’s okay. Come here, this blanket is big enough for both of us…”
She walked closer and put the blanket over me. Her skin was very cold but as soft as an angel’s hand. Without a word, we found a place to sit in front of the stove. The heat coming from it wasn’t much, but it was a lot better than nothing. More then anything, her body next to mine was what warmed me.
As we sat there, staring into the fire, I lost myself in thought. Was this real? I couldn’t believe what was going on. The girl from my dreams, the girl that is like no other is sitting right next to me. What’s more, it was as if our bodies were one. Each touch warming the other.
I went to reach for the edge of the blanket to move it closer to me but found myself rubbing her inner leg, up to her thigh to warm it up. I was doing this without even thinking. When I finally realize what I was doing, I began to panic. It didn’t seem she minded, though, so I didn’t stop.
A loud crash of thunder snapped me back to reality. I realized she had been staring at me with very loving eyes. I looked back at her, and it was as if I was stuck looking into her eyes. They were beautiful. We broke away and both smiled and she turned red again.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to stare. You just remind me of someone.”
What was she thinking? I wish I could have known.
“It’s okay,” I looked back at her.
It seemed as if the rain, wind, thunder, lightning, and even time had stopped. We both closed our eyes and slowly moved closer to each other.
It was so unreal. I was kissing the girl in my dreams. A girl I knew my whole life, but yet never met. The kiss lasted for what seemed like a lifetime, but even a lifetime wasn’t enough. This was the perfect moment, a moment I wish would never end. Unfortunately, I knew there was no way it could.
As the kiss ended, she giggled slightly with a big smile on her face and slowly put her arms around me and placed her head on my chest. I put my arms around her, closed my eyes and smiled. She fell asleep in my arms, and for the first time in my life, I was comfortable. I fell asleep soon after.
When I woke up, the fire on the stove had burned out. The rain, however, was coming down harder than ever.
“It looks like it’s going to be a long night,” I said to myself.
She began to stir and looked up at me with a smile. I looked back and her and felt as if my voice was gone again. I somehow managed to let out a soft “hi…” before she reached up and put her soft lips against mine.
Our bodies were warm now. It looks like being together was the best thing to warm us up. Without thinking, I put my hands and rubbed her thigh again. She let out a small whimper and her body shook a little. She let out a little giggle and quickly stood up, pulling me up with her.
“Let’s look around a little. Maybe we can get this fire going again. At least we could get our clothes dry!”
And as if we had known each other for years, she uncovered her body and walked away towards the closet. I went after her and put the blanket around her. “Hey, you’d better keep this on, you’re gonna get cold again. I don’t want you to get sick!”
We found some extra wood lying around and lit the fire. Then we began to talk. She was only seventeen years old. She had been visiting here from California.
“I’m only here for a few days. My grandma is sick; me and my mom came to visit.”
I sat and listened. Her voice was like none I’d ever heard. At this point, we were holding each other. I was rubbing her back and we were looking into each other’s eyes.
“I…this might sound crazy, but I feel like I’ve known you forever like somehow we’re destined to be together. I’ve even dreamed about this before.” Her words struck my heart. Was she having dreams of me? Maybe we were supposed to meet. Maybe this is how things were supposed to happen.
“It doesn’t sound crazy. To tell you the truth, I’ve been having dreams about you, too. I thought it was strange when I saw you, but somehow I knew it was right.”
She smiled at me, “You know, I don’t just kiss anyone. Actually, that was my first kiss. You’re the first person who’s ever touched me in a loving way, too. When I sit here with you, I just feel like melting and never moving.”
We talked for a while more. I learned what was meant by talking from your heart.
Before I had realized it, we were laying next to each other. I was caressing her body, and her soft fingers were running through my hair. Her lips were like magic against mine, and her touch made me shiver.
No more words were spoken, but we knew what the other was thinking. Love was in the air. I looked deeply into her eyes as if to ask her if she was sure. She answered back with a soft nod.
What happened next was something that was very unexpected, but also felt so right. We made love, both for the first time. After what was the best moments of my life, we fell into a deep sleep together. She was lying on top of me still, with the blanket around both of us.
When I woke up, it was completely dark outside, and the rain had finally stopped. I woke her up with a soft kiss. We got dressed and put out the fire. We left the house, holding hands and set off in the direction of her grandmothers’ house.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t think you should walk me all the way home. They’ll be worried about me already, and it’d be much worse if I came home with an older guy.”
“Yeah, I understand. Here, keep in contact with me, okay?”
“Of course! You are…I…I love you…”
It was what I was feeling also, but I didn’t expect to hear it from her.
“I love you too…”
She gave me a final kiss and ran up to the house. Her mother ran out to greet her with a big hug. I hid behind a tree and watched.
“Where have you been? I was so worried about you! C’mon, get in here so you can change your…” They headed inside. She looked back at me, smiled, and hurried in. I didn’t have to wonder what she was thinking. I knew she felt the same way I did.
I finally got home around 10 PM and, as I was changing, I found a piece of paper in my pocket. It was a letter from her. “Hey, today was something I’ll never forget. You taught me today what true love is. I know, in the future, we’ll be together. I just hope it won’t be too long before we see each other again. I promise I’ll write when I get back to California! Oh, by the way, my name is Christine! Don’t forget me, please.”
I’d just realized, I didn’t tell her my name either!
“Christine, huh? What a beautiful name. I’m in love with Christine…” Just saying that brought shivers down my spine and a big smile was forced onto my face.
I laid down with thoughts of the day in my head, thoughts of how I’d found the perfect girl. I drifted off to sleep. It wasn’t long before I began to dream. This time, the dream wasn’t of a girl I’d never met, in a room I’d never been in, but about a true love I never thought could be real. I didn’t know if I’d ever see her again, but I knew she’d be in my heart till the day I die.