Part Two--this is some freaky stuff!

***I wrote a post over here...check it out if you like to read about people getting hit by a ball...

***And I still need ideas on what to do about my sister and our "war"...read this if you are behind... Now get to thinking!

Now for part ONE of this story go here, which was posted earlier today...here is part two!

"AAAAAAAYYYYYY!" I screamed…"What the heck are you doing right there MSM?"

Not a movement…he just stood there holding this immaculate plate of brownies…not just plain brownies, I discovered as I slowly perused him from head to plate of brownies (I couldn't get past the brownies), but brownies with thick chocolate frosting on them…MY FAVORITE! Then the ever so fleeting thought swept quickly through my brain, 'Aaahhh how romantic…my guy cooked me brownies!' Then I remembered…my guy ISN'T romantic…he's just not…hmmmm.'

Then I start to laugh and said, "Guess what MSM…you'll never guess, but I was in the bathroom peeing and SMELLED these brownies. How did you know I have been craving them for the last WEEK and a half? This is so strange! And stop smiling like that you are freaking me out!"

He didn't say anything…he just picked up a chocolate covered frosting brownie and slowly, ever so slowly, lifted it up to his mouth and took a bite. Then he began to chew and his jaw went round and round and round, chewing the soft ever so succulent-looking brownie. My blue eyes followed his every movement but the rest of my body stood frozen, like a statue' or my favorite vampire Edward. It felt like minutes had passed by before I made my first movements…and only out of necessity, because drool had slowly found its way out of my open mouth and down my white freckled chin to hang there ready to drip onto my well endowed chest. I lifted my arm and wiped my chin with the back of my hand, every movement seeming like it was taking me FOREVER!

"MSM…are you going to share one of those with me?" I said.

The silence was starting to be scary. He just stood there, swallowed his well chewed brownie…then stuck his tongue out to lick his chocolate frosting covered lips.

"Seriously…you are starting to freak me out a bit." I reach to grab me a brownie…because at that point is was like I couldn't help myself…I needed to have one of these brownies. Not only could I smell them…but I could taste them, in my mouth. My body KNEW…and my saliva could not deceive me. I only needed ONE bite, I could stop at ONE bite…right? At 4 in the morning it wasn't the BEST breakfast, but I figured I could work it off throughout the day.

But MSM was to quick for me…it's like he went from vampire statue-to fully functioning Samuri Warrior! He was there right in front of me with the plate of brownies and then he wasn't!
I looked left and then right and then left again. Where did he go?

"MSM?" I said, now a little tentatively.

"MSM?" I said a little louder.

I slowly walk over to couch to turn on the lamp light. I turn the knob on the lamp…click…the light flashes on, temporarily blinding me.

When my eyes finally adjusted to the light I saw MSM standing there in his pajamas with his hair disheveled and his eyes blinking furiously.

"Shelle…what do you need? I heard you calling me and you sounded scared! Are you okay?"
What? Was the guy playing stupid? And where was my brownies?

Attending to the most important question I asked, "Where is the plate of brownies?"

"What?" he said, bewildered! "What are you talking about? Are you all right? Why are you covered in Chocolate Syrup?"

I look down at my chest. I WAS covered in chocolate syrup…it was dripping from my long white fingers. I brought my hands up to inspect them.

"It's all around your mouth too!" he said.

I felt my mouth with my tongue…chocolate!

I looked something like this...except not as thin, and I didn't have a strawberry!



What is going on!

"What is going ON!" I yelled.

"It's okay Shelle" he said, slowly, like he was speaking to a child. "It looks like you had an accident and you are bleeding."

"BLEEDING!" I yelled, now half crazy, "I'm bleeding CHOCOLATE?!"

"Of course you are bleeding chocolate, honey, what else would you bleed? Did you try to eat the brownie again? You probably just cut yourself…don't worry, I won't tell your therapist…this is our little secret. You just had a relapse is all." He said this as he slowly began to walk towards me.

"A relapse honey? You are speaking crazy to me right now. I'm going to scream in 3.12 seconds if you don't start explaining to me exactly what is going on! Please MSM…this isn't funny…if you are trying to scare me away from chocolate, it's working!" I said, trying to calm myself.

"Shelle, sweetheart, I’m not trying to scare you. I’m slowly going to help you okay?"

I look straight at his eyes…they are swirling still…and they are slowly changing from black to red.

I start to back away…

"Shelle?" He asks.

"Shelle!" He says, firmer and louder.

He crouches down, leans forward, getting ready to spring…He opens his mouth. He has remanents of brownie in there and FANGS! And then he springs, shouting my name…"SHELLE!"

I spring up to a sitting position in my bed…eyes wide open. I look around, feel my face…no chocolate…look at my hands…no chocolate! I look over to see MSM softly snoring, his head laying on his arm with one leg wrapped around our chocolate colored body pillow.
It was just a dream, I thought…my heart still beating a million beats a minute.

That is the last time I go to bed reading a vampire book while trying to stay away from chocolate!

I better take this "Life Style Change" a little slower and make myself some brownies…I'll only have one bite...I promise!

Shelle

P.S. Let's just say this could have actually been a real dream or something I just made up…
guess you'll never know! :)