As soon as I stirred, I knew something had went very very wrong.
The flashes came at me one by one, trembling where I was, my eyes still closed as I played the movie over and over again in my head
There was no way it was real, no way it really happened. It was surely a dream. It just couldn’t, shaking my head as I lay where I was.
My head was pounding so much, my heart joining in and smashing my chest which was already sore. I felt so weak, turning in my bed and pulling up the covers as I lay on my side to drift away to sleep.
I was not really asleep, just inbetween both worlds. Azrail was all that filled my dreams or thoughts, whatever it was.
I was touching him, I was kissing him. My toes curled in bed where I was, gripping the covers even tighter, feeling such happiness wash over me. It was a fairy tale, the best fairy tale no one could even be able to write.
My whole body was warm and perfect, playing the scenes over and over again. They felt so real yet I did not want to believe it really happened. How? How had I cried myself through the first two weeks of my vacation to find myself dancing with my prince charming?
My head shook, turning around, trying to clear my head but it flooded with the thoughts again. The kiss. I felt the butterflies fill my tummy and just flap around.
A sound suddenly tore through my cloud, loud and piercing.
I got so pissed because they were disturbing my peace. The movie I was watching before my eyes disappeared with me sighing as I stretched my hand and felt for the phone which I found just on the side table. I pulled it over, swiping the screen and brought the phone under the blankets to me.
“ Hello.” I spoke out, wondering who it was. I actually did not have any friends at all, seriously, and it was kind of sad but I really did not need them since I had my family which was just amazing beyond the word itself.
“ Hi, Masha.” The voice came, deep and terrifying.
I froze where I was, my heart going crazy.
Being with Azrail was seriously bad for my health.
So, it had been real!
“ Did I wake you?” He came again as I squeezed my eyes so tightly.
“ No, I was just waking up. Hi. Uhm, how are you?” I asked, feeling so shy, my voice the prettiest I had ever heard it. The smile was inevitable.
“ I am okay. How are you?” He asked.
“ I am good too, just a bit faint.” I said, blushing so hard, nearly pruning like a peach.
“ Maybe you need a doctor.” He said with me already shaking my head, my hand over my face, smacking myself with the grin too much for my cheeks.
“ No, I will just get something to eat and get some more sleep. I think I will be better later. I have work tomorrow so I hope I am.” I said with Azrail going silent on the other end of the phone.
I shifted up, pushing the covers away from my bed only to sit up. My free hand rubbed on my eyes only for them to open, seeing a couple of large red roses bouquets all over my room.
My hand came at my chest, shocked, yet I knew who the terrorist was. When it rains, it pours, they say.
I was thankful I had never dated anyone before because they never would have taken it to the scale Azrail had taken it to. It would not have been to the level it was at where I felt as if it would kill me. I shook my head, my hand running through my short hair as I bit my lip to let it go.
I wanted to squirm and dance but all I was left doing was miming like a clown, trying to hold the laugh in.
What was this man doing to me?
“ Thank you so much for the date and all the flowers, they are all over my room. I love them so much.” I said to him as I clutched the phone even closer to my ear as if that would bring him more closer to me. I already missed him, crossing my legs, blushing so hard.
“ And I am sorry for ruining the date yesterday by fainting. I don’t know what happened.” I shyly said, my hand over my face. I could not believed it happened. We all knew the culprit, he was making me feel too many things my heart and brain could not keep up with.
Everything had just happened all at once, all in one day. It was too much for my little heart. I felt so embarrassed.
“ I was worried but I am relieved you are okay.” He said back with me biting my lip, covering my face with my hand. He was worried!
“ Thank you for everything. It was the perfect first date. I hoped it was a great first date for you too?” There I was fishing for answers, guilty as charged.
“ It was. I had a great time. And thank you for giving me this chance.” He said with me nodding my head as if the man could see me.
I found myself without words, just biting my lips then cheek, then lips again, shaking my head, running my hand through my hair and then neck, just a disaster.
“ You should get rest then.” He said with me swallowing.
“ Yes. Thank you again.” I said back with him holding on for a second longer before dropping the call.
It was actually even our first call. I never thought I would talk with him through the phone. I held the phone in hand, pressing it on my chest to sigh because I was in nothing but trouble. I seriously was in big trouble. Azrail had brought his game on and I was doomed.
The flowers were just lovely, slipping out of bed. My room smelled so lovely. I walked to the bouquet nearest to me, smelling them and they smelled so good. I moved on to the next only to shake my head.
It was too perfect, he was too perfect for me.
My body turned only to stop as I walked back to the bed. On the other side table sat the paper bag he had given me which I had been unable to open since I would have fainted even before we ate.
My knees crawled all through the bed, picking up the paper bag.
My hands shook, not sure I was ready for it. Have you ever met someone afraid of a gift? My hand fished in, pulling out the jewellery case to hold it in hand. It was large and long, not sure what I would find in it. I sat comfortably in bed before taking a deep breath and opening it.
My eyes just rushed in, the lid of the case snapping up with expensive jewels staring back at me.
It was not that they were so expensive I could probably sell one and buy an expensive car. It was not that they were breathtaking.
It was the meaning behind them that made me giggle and cry at the same time. I picked up the note, flipping it over and even his hand writing was just from out of this world, neat and stylish as if he went to school just for it.
I kept them for you. These are just for this week. Good luck on your job.
-Azrail.
I sat the jewellery box down to slip from bed. My hands fell on my waist, not believing. My hands ran to wipe away the tears only to bend over. I could not even scream in excitement. I definitively would have fainted if I opened the box during the date. I would have fell off the chair and missed all the beautiful things he said to me.
My head turned back, staring at Azrail’s watches in the jewellery box where they were stacked in rows. I rushed back, slipping on the bed to pick one up and sniff it.
It smelt of gold and diamonds, not him but from his note, I knew he had worn them.
People were addicted to taking their boyfriend’s sweaters, I was obsessed with wearing Azrail’s watches. I felt as if a watch had a large significance to a man. My father never left the house without his watch, he always needed to have time with him. Azrail never left without a watch too. So, I just wanted to have something of his he found valuable.
I felt more connected to him, my fingers running through the watches only to shake my head. I picked up my phone. I stared at the number he had called me with before saving it. I hoped he would not change it soon.
Masha: I love them, thank you. Have a great day and week too.
I stared at the text, my heart drumming, not knowing if to send or not. I bit my lip, deciding to send it either or.
I did not know if I would see him any time soon. I did not know if he would call. Would he appreciate me calling? He did not seem like the type to have long night chats, too busy for that and even I would feel bad because I knew I would be taking him from his work.
This was all madness.
Me and Azrail, dating. It was too funny, just laughing out loud, it was only going to end in nothing but a disaster. Yet there I was running to it with a large smile on my face.