within the circles of dream?!

"...I tried to....save you....

But in the end I couldn't..."

****

"I'm here..."

"mnf.." a muffled moan escaped my lips.

Who is it?

Something Damp Cold but feathery stroked my face.

I touched my forehead which was burning with a strange freezing sensation while my gazes were engulfed in the depth of darkness and neither did they wish for any source of light for the moment standing, however,

"Are you awake?" That voice was enough to make my eyelashes go unfurled,

'AM I dreaming or WHAT?!'

Professor Tyler stood in an abnormally pristine white shirt at a distance humping to that medieval table awkwardly as if he was caught red-handed doing something I don't know...like illegal (marijuana, doing weed etc. Well ps who knows? He is a 60 plus aged person maybe vampire but still won't he ever felt the urge to get high or something?)!

However,

'Where the fuck am I?!'

abruptly as my senses run back to me I begin to question my own atmosphere,

why is this atmosphere awkwardly quite known, this looks like...

like...yeah, Professor Tyler's cabinet...

It's it! and to prove those thick fluffy curtains, this table filled with yellow-white notes of documents, and this uniquely shaped sofa on which I am lying?

suddenly, I jumped off my slanting position within the utterest of the second like an oyster in the sea with my brain frozen-

'WAIT!

Why was I lying? Wait no!

why was I SLEEPING in the professor's forbidden cabinet from which I was kicked out just yesterday?! No, I was fucking insulted here by this beautiful man!'

Woohhh...

'Beautiful man'?

What has happened to my cursing ability?!

Certainly, I'm losing my brain cells already!

"You need water or something?"

His voice was deep- calm at the Sametime concern but his brightly lit eyes stood unusually and cutthroat gazing directly in my direction as if pricing through my soul with another awkward unreadable look- as if I was one to be the blame somehow.

Did I do something to piss him off again?!

GOD did I?!

'Calm down Willy!' I attempted to cool down from such a panic mode, how could one be calm in such a moment?!

Calm down!

Gulping the revolt within me down the throat, with some courage I lifted my eyes from my frightened collected feet resting on the dark warm leather of that sofa which had left temporary dents on it,

'How long was I out in the midst of my sleep?!

It's getting more and more embarrassing'

"Professor Tyler...how did I--"

"you were the one to ask not to be towed into the infirmary while you were emesis"

Emesis like nemesis?

Is that even a word?!

"tsk...Vomiting, that must be another word for emesis" he declared hesitate, leaning his chin to his shoulder and gazing out of the parted curtains that I almost felt my heart jumping out of my chest, and I crouched my embarrassed face within my thighs,

Shit....did I?!

Did I vomit? Maybe he's messing around but...he's Professor Tyler not Viber that he would begin everything with messing.

He's...*chills* the most beautiful but brutally honest man I ever witnessed.

So...this concludes...

Fuck the fish!

"I must admit you have thrown pretty bad"

Agh...despair descends on me, especially with this man who would as if end up trapping me in a jar of guilt.

"I'm sorry for causing you such inconvenience"

"Like I say you aren't a burden" those words were so softly spoken with utmost innocence which almost suffocated me that I have to lift my head abruptly as if I was submerged within the deep ocean, breathing confused.

Have you?! The cold beautiful man said those caring words?

Gazing confused through that sword-edged jawline, his face curled at the blindfold, while his snow hairs wriggled over that handsome face,

What is such a tickle within my stomach for?

'I'm here...'

A reminder or a reanneal?

Suddenly, A cold invisible touch preaching my cheek almost numbed as I touched my sensational cheek.

And, as if a door unlocked with that glittery golden iris flashed and then snapped, I was engulfed into my own thought box-

'where the hell is happening?!' I questioned my senses but seems like another unanswered question of my existence as a thick curtain has fall on my gazes,

'Blood'

That whisper?

And then...as if the certainly evenly part from the middle and...

"We both know...she isn't a normal being...and most in respect, not human at all..." breathless and pitched voice that fell into my ear, had me baffled but then,

yeah now curtains are as if completely parted and I could see Maria standing leaning over the trunk of the tree with distressed folds over her forehead while Nev was continously speaking in that distressed voice while fallen under that oak with her light shaded jeans all mudded.

"Maria, It has to be kept a secret for everyone's sake." she held her right hand over the bleeding hand's wrist.

What secret Nev is talking about?

And then.... a blink of eye left everything in mistical mist,

'Chillax, Will It's apparently a dream!' I reassured myself but reassurement fails in front of my gigantic panic.

However...

Abruptly, I hear...tip-taping voice of water,

And mist simply disappeared,

hm...then there was...Mito... lying half naked under the fountain of the so called lovers spot with an astonishing smile which was somehow at an unusual peace, then...

"Wisteria, we think we have Wisteria in the campus" Professor Arther?

I looked around or atleast I tried but my neck feel stiff and hurts to turn and my larynx jammed,

The hell happening with my brain?!

And then I saw it...a giant tree drawing out of the stoned stairs of somewhere rugged like some region of the demolished site of university.

And the massive tree is filled with thick-thin branches budding purple-violet blooms hanging against gravity, it almost felt magical...or as we rather consider, artificial however,

"Isn't it beautiful?"

Who said it?

However noone's here whose voice is echoing inside my skull?!

"Would you like to touch it?"

I looked up, the sun blackened by cloudes has escaped, and is emitting the solar beauty over that magic which felt beyond this universe.

'Who wouldn't want to touch these glitterous purple glassy settles of Wisteria?' I thought to myself...and, the ground begin to slip from my feet,

I'm levitating?

However, I don't feel so shocked anymore.

I extended my hand towards the hanging flower which was almost in my grasp,

Just a bit more...

but then---

"Willy"

Little Snowflake?

That screamed was in his childish but somehow matured voice,

Abruptly,

"AGH!Ahh!!"

A sheer ache hit my head and I felt my foot being jerked down at the horsespeed like I was falling from mount everest and my back banged to the tight leathery couch as if plunging into the base of marina trench.

'Ouch, my back hurt!'

"Willow!"

Professor Tyler's yelling voice peice through my ears however, my head with my hand was dizzy dread as I could feel myself bulging my body into the leathery back of sofa, and my hairs spill over my face like an exotic Spanish ghost called I guess...weeping woman?

"I...agh...ah...am alright....I'm alright" I somehow manage to said through those shaking lips of mine.

But, "Are you? It doesn't seem to me!"

And he continued, "I'm calling for miss olivia" with about to leaving for doing good however,

I couldn't let that happen!!!

I flashed getting my head on the shoulder (with my hand holding my head), while another hand grabing the corner of his bubbly shirt.

"Please Professor...please stay"

Or else miss olivia will shove the biggest infection she had into my skin.

I looked into his emotionless eyes with those vague gaze of mine,

Now, one intriguing thought hit my head- maybe I shouldn't have grabbed his shirt so casually-- well not in any manner!!!

I let go of his shirt as swiftly as I could,

"I-I'm sorry... professor"

Offcouse I shouldn't have done that!

I cursed myself diging my nails down into my skin yup you need it for doing such a mindless mistake.

'He might have got dirty because of me!'

Excuse me why am I advocating him?

But, he walked away silently to the table he was humping his upper body on like a 19th century's black and white photoshoot however, his back still faced me and the room was dusked in awkward silence.

"I will leave you at some peace, sir" with a dizzy grip, I stood up on my own two feets fatigue and numbness both grasp me however, if I stay longer...I will only cause problem to Professor Tyler and ge must already have enough with it. Anyone could have by now!

"Sit down"

I automatically sat down to that deep dominating voice.

Why did I even submitted?

" you are not moving until I tell you to"

Hell, I couldn't know if this a dream that I'm living or is it reality?!

That I just got hijack by Professor Tyler?!

But atleast the pain in my hand due to that digging of nails does tell it was atleast a reality for now.

Or was it?

Wait, wow...The bandage on my hand has been renewed?

****

(Few moments latter)

Like a wax doll, I sat sticked to that leathery couch eyes gazing hopelessly on the thick curtain which hung quietly covering the door of exit, the same door I was insulted out- and was told to never enter ever.

however, it wasn't even a bunch of day that now, I am sitting in this chamber again

Wait, let me correct, I am forced to sit in this chamber again and by none other than the cold Professor Tyler, who had vanished in the left right curtain leaving me alone here, in the chamber that holds the warning-

'Knock and think twice before you enter'

Now that I am think twice...

'NO!!!! Have I just caged myself into the predators cage?'

Technically speaking he is a vampire isn't he? He might also have craving---

However, I slapped my intruding thoughts,

'If he had to just kill me he would have already done especially when that vengeance seeking vampire came to bite me to the end. '

Or maybe he was saving me for himself?!

"You are so loud" with a frustrated sigh, Professor re-entered the sofa room.

'Was I spilling my intruding thoughts out of my lips?' I looked at his face guiltridden however,

At only one glace my eyes widenned-

'Is it...even real?'

"Do you want some cookie?"

My heart deceased in an instance when I saw that cold unbearable Professor holding a jar of cookies like a little child clenching It's precious to his chest, offering his precious with the kindest heart.

Now I'm confirmed I am still floating in dreams!

This cant be fucking seriously happening!

(Hey readers

Back from a wide venture like 6 months approx and your girly is already heading to 2nd year on the planet her,

Also do you know what they say about boys who share their cookies are sweet like cookies.

Please look above me

Yours reader)

Spoiler:

"Are you starving yourself?"

Professor asked and our protagonist sat silently without meeting his beautiful eyes.