Chapter 7

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-----Ghost Impressions-----

Gabriel

I found it very hard to sleep that night. The redhead has been on my mind whole day, taunting me with her blue eyes. She was extremely breathtaking with her warm smile and strawberry scent. It's almost like we've known each other for a very long time. We did, but I had to stop seeing her. I had to. If I didn't then I knew that I would never leave. Hiding myself away from her really broke my heart, but it was the best way to protect her...until now. I'm more obsessed with her now that she's grown up. A part of me still sees her as the little girl who I knew I would protect no matter what. She was my little girl. That's how I saw it for these entire 17 years and soon it will almost be 18 years with Red's birthday coming up.

No. I have to sleep and get some rest. I cannot spend most of the night thinking about her.

This was too much of a distraction. I cannot fall for her. Things wouldn't be the same if I do. If I fall in love with Red, Aphrodite would know and take advantage. I just can't help myself. I've never felt this before, the warmth, the way my heart beats whenever I see her.

Go. To. Sleep!

My subconscious yelled at me. Perhaps he was right. I needed a break from all of these emotions and sleep was the best way to avoid them.

I was in a room filled with white. Ahead of me was a red door. I walked towards it turning the doorknob. Ahead of me was an open field. I walked out of the room into the field, but when I turned around the red door was gone. I looked around me and could see nothing else. I closed my eyes trying to see if I can wake myself up. I opened my eyes and could see a cottage. I walked towards it and inside was a little girl facing me with her head down. She was sobbing, and I walked closer to get a good look of her face. "River?" I said, as I saw her...my guardian.

"Why didn't you save me?" She asked.

"You can talk?" I answered her question with another question.

"You were supposed to save me."

The vulnerability in her soft, shaky voice made me drop to my knees.

"I'm so sorry," I said, "it was all my fault.

She raised her head so that I could look at her face. She was crying out blood and her eyes were ripped out, a black, dark space replacing them. Her hair was messy and all over her face. I reached out to touch her, but she disappeared before my eyes. I got up, trying to see where she was. I was freaking out. I could hear breathing behind me and slowly turned around. I looked down, River was against in front of me with her head down. She slowly lifted her head and grinned at me and all of a sudden she started screaming with what looked like flies coming out of her mouth. The flies swarmed toward me, forcing me to close my eyes.

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