How can one dream; turn into a reality of another’s one soul, but she’s not all cracked up to be. Is she?
For the rest of the night seemed to be quiet; Darrell woke up a few times as he heard me tossing and turning, along with a few murmuring of words that he just about make out. He scribbled them down before he could forget what they were; but one name was really bothering him, he only know a little bit about him but it was his duty of care to protect me.
Darrell had his work iPad next to him; he brought up the whole scan picture, name app that security and him use on a daily basis. So he typed in Lawerence Windsor. Whilst he waited for the information to come up; there was a knock on the door, he got up and slowly crept over. He was starting to sweat from his brow; panicking that he just me on my own, as he slowly opened the door. There stood Caspian. Looking like he couldn’t sleep at all; he mumbled something like I just punched Luka’s lights out, well nearly until he was convinced that no one will know that he spent the night with me. Just to protect me throughout the night.
So Darrell agreed to let him in; but on the one condition this can’t keep on happening, until it all gets sorted. Not even your grandmother shouldn’t know about this. He knew what he was talking about. Darrell had completely forgot about what he was doing on the work iPad; he placed down next him as he laid on the sofa, I could feel Caspian’s strong arms wrapping around me. He could feel me relaxed in his arms; like the dream that I was dreaming about had disappeared, the rest of the night was quiet.
Until there was a disturbance outside the room; hush angry sounds which disturbed me, Caspian and Darrell, before any of us could move Luka came in. With complete bewildered like he had just seen something or someone; he claimed that he had just seen Lawerence Windsor, lurking in the grounds in the early hours of this morning. I could feel Caspian feeling tense and starting to get worked up about it all. It frightened me a bit but he soon realised what he was doing; quickly apologies for what he did, we all knew that me and Caspian were in danger and need to get out of the house quickly.
Fortunately the armed police and more security came as quickly as possible; we went to a different location on which I didn’t know, I was to afraid to ask anyone about it. I could see Caspian out of the corner of my eye; he was too mad too say anything, he caught me looking on which made me look another way. He knew that I knew he was mad; he tried to not show it, then he realised he was starting to frown, that got him more annoyed.
We had finally got to our destination; I could see a little lady and a tall gentleman, they were standing nice and straight. More to the point well dressed than anything else. I heard Caspian say ‘buckets full of potatoes’ that’s when I knew who they were. I gently smiled I knew what he meant; just funny that he had that posh boy about him, that he has to be respectable person with everyone.
As we fully stopped; I so wanted to stay in the car but I knew we had to get out of the car, especially me of all people. It took me a while to get out of the car; just before I could the elderly man who looked so powerful, I could only imagine he was Caspian’s grandfather Tyrone came over and opened the door.
‘It’s okay they’ve got him now. Your safe’ he said holding out his hand in offer of helping me out of the jeep and for reassurance that everything was alright. From then on me and Caspian we became more close and in love than ever before due to the fact that I wasn’t under threat from anyone no more.