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Dreams truly did come true. Here I was with the man of my dreams. Literally. Here we were once again, under the gazebo, letting the pool of pale light from the moon glow shine down on us. It was yet another special moment being spent with him. It seemed like June had come and gone so quickly. Zia attended her summer classes, doing an outstanding job. She was focused and attentive, bringing home A’s and B’s on her weekly progress reports. I had never seen her do this well before. Just a few days ago, she got a call from the school saying that she had been promoted to the 11^th grade because of her amazing improvement. This was huge news, so we all celebrated by going to a local concert, being held. Me, Phantom, Zia, and Ryan. Cypress even tagged along. He stayed close to Zia the entire time. Almost protectively, if that wasn’t exaggerating things. Cypress had a warped sense of humor. His outlook on life was this:

Knowledge is power…but power corrupts…and corruption is a crime…and crime doesn’t pay…so if you keep on studying, you’ll go broke.

Aside from his sarcastic comments and narcissistic-like ways, he was actually a cool person. Yet it was still hard to believe that they were related. They were different in every aspect.

Meanwhile Ryan and his band Clairvoyance were performing at local dives, trying to promote their music. They were hoping to get signed with a major record label. I told him not to get his hopes up, because not all bands made it big, but I kept my fingers crossed for him. As for my mother. She was still her workaholic self. Shuffling back and forth from home and work. I made the most out of the time that she was home, by making dinner, running her bathwater, and keeping the house cleaned. Doing whatever I could to help out since she already had a lot of work. I sometimes wondered if my mother actually liked her job, or if it was just an outlet for her to feel whole since my fathers’ death. Like Phantom had said.

Aside from my mother constant working habits everything else was going well. Perfect, actually. For once in my life I felt like nothing could go wrong.

Boy was I wrong.

It was now July. Just a moth away from school. It still surprised me how fast the summer was coming to an end. I would soon have to go back to being taunted, made fun of, and laughed at. I wished the summer would never end.

“Is something wrong?”

“Huh?” I asked, completing zoned out. “Oh, no. Nothing’s wrong. Why do you ask?”

“You just seem so quiet tonight. Is something on your mind?”

Actually there was a lot on my mind. But I couldn’t voice it to him. Not that I didn’t trust him, but I didn’t want to say that I thought he was my guardian angel.

“Oh, nothing. Just admiring the night sky is all.”

“It is beautiful isn’t it?” he asked, inclining his head toward the sky.

“Yes, it is.”

I didn’t know why I was stressing over this. There was no way he could be an angel. He was every bit a human as I was. Or was he? There I go again. Doubting myself. Doubting him. I hadn’t been having the dream, just like I had suspected. Ever since those four soft, yet venomous words were uttered, saying, I’m coming for you. Now when I slept, I had no dream. None at all. And that kind of freaked me out. I should feel relieved that I no longer had them, but now that I wasn’t I was truly freaking out. Those four words kept echoing in my head, reminding me of the terror I felt. If it was true. If it was true that Phantom was my guardian angel. If the ‘mystery man’ actually existed. If everything was true, then would that man really come after me? Weird things had been happening to me ever since then. Starting with the puppet at the movie theater. It’s prediction was so haunting. So bone chilling. I never once stopped thinking about it. And now. I’ve recently been feeling strange. Like someone was watching me. All the time. The same sensation I felt from the puppet. But why? Everywhere I went, with or without Phantom, I always felt those eyes on me. Following me. Stalking me. Haunting me.

Most people in these situations would tell someone. But I couldn’t. No one would believe me. Would you believe someone who said that they thought that a man from their dreams was following you, watching you from the shadows? I wouldn’t believe it if it wasn’t me. But it was me. The last time I tried to tell someone they thought I was crazy. Delusional. But I still knew in my heart, that what I hoped wasn’t true, was. That Phantom was my guardian angel. That the ‘mystery man’ was stalking me, following me, haunting me. But I had no proof. Just dreams that I could not tell to anyone.

“Raiya. I have something for you.” he said, suddenly.

I didn’t even respond. I was still lost in thought as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a black velvet box with a red ribbon.

“Raiya. You are very special to me. I’ve never met anyone like you. You make me smile. When I look at you words cannot describe how I feel. My heart yearns for you. It beats for you. I want to always be with you. To hold you. To kiss you. And to protect you. Raiya, what I’m trying to say is that I love you.”

This wasn’t the first time I had heard the words come from his mouth, only this time it was in reality, not a dream. Only this time he actually meant it. My heart swelled with joy as he opened the box to reveal a cool fluid blue bracelet. It was the same as his amulet. He removed it from the box, and put it on my wrist.

“I want you to have this, because I love you.” he said.

I was near tears when I responded, “Phantom. I love you too.” His smile. How it reminded me of sunshine. So bright. His smile was filled with so much happiness. The excitement in his ruby eyes. I felt the urge to kiss him. To taste his essence. He tilted my chin, looking deeply into my eyes. His filled with tears just like mine. How I loved to gaze into his eyes. To be close to him, to feel his warmth. He leaned in, bringing his nose to my hair, and inhaling my scent.

“Have I told you how I love the scent of you?” he asked with a smile in his voice.

“More than once.” I said, smiling. He slowly began tracing kisses along my neck, causing me to tremble in ecstasy. My breathing quickened ad he sat me atop his lap, his hands becoming less and less tame with each passing moment. He was like a ravenous animal. But I didn’t object. I liked the way he could render me breathless. My eyelids lowered in seduction.

I had never wanted someone this bad. Emotionally or physically. Phantom was special to me and I wanted to give him all of me. If it were true that he was my guardian angel I wouldn’t care. Everything was clear to me now. Happiness. It’s what I felt when I was with him. I wouldn’t care if he was a vampire. As long as he loved me.

He brought his lips to mine. A tender kiss filled with love and passion. I loved the feel and taste of his mouth against mine. I never wanted to be anyone else. I was in love. He released the kiss and buried his face in the crook of my neck, holding me by my waist. My desire was growing out of control. And then suddenly he stopped.

“Wait. I can’t do this.”

“What? Why not?”

“I can’t do this. It’s not fair to you.” he gently lifted me from his lap and stood. He stood against the gingerbread frame, looking worried, running his hand through his thick mane. I was confused. And feeling a little rejected.

“What do you mean?”

“I can’t keep doing this to you. To me. It’s not right.”

I stood and walked toward him. Looking into his worried eyes. I laid my hands on his face.

“What’s not right? Tell me.”

He grew silent for seemed like an eternity. The suspense was killing me.

“I’m afraid that if I tell you, you won’t look at me the same way.”

“Why would you think that? Regardless what you tell me I’m going to love you the same.”

A part of me knew what he was going to tell me.

“This entire time I haven’t been truthful about who I really am. I’ve been pretending to be something I’m not. And it’s been gnawing at me. I can’t keep it inside any longer. But promise me, that you’ll love me just the same.”

“Of course. Nothing could keep from loving you.”

He took a deep breath, took my hands in his, and kissed them. Part of me knew what he was going to tell me. So I took a deep breath, and awaited his next words. My heart beat wildly in my chest like never before. This was the moment of truth. The moment where I would finally know.

“Raiya. I’m…”

His words held a dream like quality to them. It was as if when he spoke, nothing came out. But I heard it. My suspicions were right. But now what? I stood there. Just stood there. Now what would happen? What else would I learn? And would I like it?