Bite me NOT

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes, is an empty hallway. An empty and dark hallway.. I held my arms together as I started to shiver. The silence is frightening..yes this place is eerie. My feet suddenly started to take steps as if it has their own mind. Slowly I walked even when I don’t want to..I passed through the empty hallway..I look around..there is nothing..nothing but the white wall. And the only light that is present is coming from the window at the end of the hall. The light from the moon. I began to feel more scared that my eyes started to water. What am I doing here? Where am I? What is happening? But even when I tried so hard to remember where I am, I can’t find the answer. It is like I have no memories of it. Think.. I shook my head. I really can't remember how I end up here. My feet stopped. I am now in front of a door. My hand flew to the doorknob, as I twisted it, my heart started to pound in my chest. I am already chanting a prayer in my head. I don’t want to go inside, but there’s no way out. There’s no other room. It’s the dead end, so I have no choice but to see what’s inside. I don’t want to stay in the hallway, and I have no choice, my body is acting on its own! As I opened the room, I can hear the creepy creek of the door.. as it opened, I was able to see what’s inside. I gasped. The room looks like my own room. I peeked inside, trying to figure if this is really my room! But, how can this happen? So I look at every detail of the room and I noticed my lamp that my Mom has given me on my 17th birthday, it is actually where the light is coming from. But the room is still dark, even when the lamp is turned on. I walked silently inside as I looked around. This really looks like my room. Or is it a replica? I don't know. I have no idea. As I looked around I have noticed that the window is open, the curtain is swaying because of the wind from outside, out of curiosity, I walked towards the window, I couldn’t help but peek outside. But there’s nothing to see but pure darkness. It's like the surrounding was eaten by the darkness. Where am I really? As I stood straight, I felt something cold on my neck that made me froze. Then I felt a hand gripping my waist. I swear I am already sweating cold and trembling in fear. And I almost stop breathing when something soft yet cold touched my ear. I closed my eyes. “You are mine.” A husky voice said before I felt his cold lips on my neck that made me open my eyes. But when I opened my eyes, I am already lying on my bed and it is no longer dark.. I blinked several times as I think about what happened and tried to look around. It is already morning. Was that a dream? Or nightmare? I took a deep breath as I tried to calm myself. I can still hear his voice in my mind as if it is already engraved there.. Why does it felt so real though? I touched my forehead. I am sweating hard. It must be a nightmare! I sighed and thank God that I am now awake! I looked at my side table to check the time but my brows furrowed because my lamp is open. I did not open it last night! And It has been long broken! It is no longer working! How come it is turned on now?! With a shaky hand, I turned it off then I put my hands in front of my chest as I calmed myself. “It’s okay, it’s just a dream. You are just overthinking! It's just a coincidence” I whispered to myself. "Yeah, it is nothing." To distract myself, I get up and made my bed before I decided to start my morning routine. Since I am aiming to have a good habit to make myself better, I incorporated my morning routine into my life since last year. So after making my bed, I get my notebooks to journal, write some gratitude and affirmations, and of course my goals for the day. But then, instead of writing affirmations or gratitude, I ended up writing about my dream and that made me calm down. After I journal, I did a 'ten minutes of yoga' then meditate and shower afterwards, and ate my healthy breakfast. I have been doing all those stuff since I moved out of my parents’ house. I am now twenty years old and I am so grateful that they finally agreed to let me go. Being an only child sucks because your parents will forever think of you as their baby even though at this age I can already make a baby of my own, not that I am planning to have it now, uhmnn..I don’t even have a boyfriend..   “What’s with your wide smile?” I asked my best friend Chiara, when I settled to my chair right next to her. It is the first week of school and kids are still settling down since classes haven’t started yet..it is more of orientation and just reading some syllabus and the likes. “And what’s with that worried look in your face?” I shrugged. I wanted to tell her about my dream, she’s my best friend and sister from another mother and we don’t keep secrets from each other. But, she might laugh at me..so better keep it short. “Nothing, just a bad dream,” I said and she just raised her eyebrows at me as if encouraging me to talk. But instead of telling her about it, I tried to change that topic which actually worked. “How about you, why do you seem so happy?” My eyes narrowed at her..this is not so like her.. She's not a morning person and she's always in a bad move every first-class.. Her eyes widen and she gave me a wide smile. “Well, haven’t you heard about it? There’s a new professor!” “So?” She shook her head in disappointment and rolled her eyes on me. “They said, that the professor is sooo hot!” She squealed like a little girl and our classmates gave her a funny look but she just glared at them. “Uhmnn..still…he is a professor you know,” I said. “If you are acting like that because there’s a new hot student then I will understand but Chiara..you’re talking about a professor-“ “Well forgive me my friend, but most of our professors for this semester are women, and the men are already old enough to be my father!” She pouted. Well, she’s right so I cannot argue with her. I sighed. “Well.. I am happy that there’s a professor who will…give you inspiration for this semester.” I conceded and she gave me an approving smile. So much for being a supportive friend. “The new professor is here!” Someone shouted and we all sat properly. “Oh my gosh!” Chiara exclaimed excitedly as she tried to fix herself. I chuckled at her reaction but instead of fixing myself to look good like most of my girl classmates are doing, I opened my bag and took my iPad, ready to take some notes if there’s a need to. I was busy opening my iPad when I felt how quiet the room suddenly is. Slowly I lifted my head and look around, all of my classmates' eyes are fixated in front like they were in awe. My brows furrowed and slowly I turned to look in front. I sucked my breath when our eyes met. All of a sudden. It is like there is no one around us like everyone vanished in the room and it is only just the two of us. The guy I’m looking at..no actually the man that I am looking at looks as if he is around thirties? Early thirties if I am not mistaken. His aura is shouting of power and control, he looks as if he is someone who doesn’t give a sh*t to anyone. He looks cold and domineering..and manipulative if I may add. He is tall, maybe around 6 ft.. 6’1 or 6’2? He is lean and a bit muscular..He has a cleft chin, and his lips look so sexy.. his nose is pointed and his eyes..his eyes are grey..so grey that it looks so deep and enchanting. He looks as if someone who just came out of a magazine. He almost looks perfect, if he is not yet perfect in that way.. We just stared at each other for few seconds.  He is looking at me as if he is trying to read me or something..which reminds me that he is my professor so I blinked and straightened my back then looked away. What had just happened?