My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Instantly, the noise outside receded to a dull hum, and I stared blankly at him in the dark for a while.

He did not say anything, just hugged me and just patted me gently on the back, lulling me to sleep with peace of mind.

I was already exhausted so it didn't take long for me to fall asleep. I slept through the night.

When I woke up the next day, it was bright outside the tent. It had rained all night that even the morning sun looked wet and humid.

I looked around instinctively checking that there was no one else around. For a brief moment, I felt dazed.

That man came and went without a single trace. If it weren't for the ear plugs in my ears, I would have thought last night was a hallucination!

I had a bit of a headache. Try as I might, I couldn't find the energy to leave the tent. Naomi came in and saw me lying down with my eyes opened. Concerned, she asked, "What's wrong? You're not feeling well?"

hurts!" I managed to croak out. My throat was terribly

no! I thought. I

out. I could hear her telling the others, "Let's hurry up and pack up.

the tent. His gaze was dark as he glanced at me. Putting his hand

me up. I had a massive migraine pounding through my head. I knew

I fell into unconsciousness and went back to sleep. It felt like my whole

plagued me. Nothing I did could wake me up

my delirious state, I thought I saw a person standing next to me. It was Hendrix. I wanted to reach out to hold him, but I couldn't reach him no matter how

dreams, after trying a few times, I broke down. My emotions were all over the place

felt someone holding me and talking to me, but I couldn't make

felt like I was wrapped in cotton, stuck behind the glass. The feeling of being unable to communicate with the outside world was dreadful. After several times, I found that I could not open my mouth, much less

began to fall deeper into my dreams. Terrible dreams, beautiful dreams, and vague dreams, as if I was going through

and emotions felt so real I could taste them.