Mate of Fate (On hold)

CC's POV:
I suddenly jolt awake, sweating. The same damn nightmare every night! The woman with long white hair and whites eyes, dressed in a torn ankle-length gown sauntering toward me. She leans in to my face and then, suddenly, her eyes turn into holes, her hair flows behind her like tentacles, and her teeth are pointy and razor sharp. It sounds cliche and it is, but it repeats every night. It's been like that for the past month.
I wipe off my face with my clammy hands and stand. The absence of my blanket is replace with cool air that nips at my moist skin. I still can't get the images of her out of my mind she is so beautiful, but her beauty is suddenly gone and replaced with banshee features.

There have been other nights where it's me who is the ghastly creature. It's all weird but i feel as if it means something...

Fate's POV:

I love sitting in the sand on the beach, early morning. You see the breathtaking sunrise and its reflection kissing the ocean. I see couples walking along the beach in the afternoons, kissing and cuddling. I yearn for a mans touch, but it may never come. I'm a banshee plus I have been alone all of these years! Why would I get a mate now?


A girl can dream, though.

Speaking of dreams, I often do have dreams of the drummer of my favorite rock band, BVB. Christian. He appears randomly and becomes a monster like me. His eyes turn into holes, his mouth becomes nothing but razor sharp teeth, and then he screams. It's unusually intriguing and beautiful...

I think of my dreams with him and wish they were real, but they'll never be. They're a figment of my imagination.

Notes

Here is the first official chapter! Let me know your opinion.

~kellie