alrighty, here's the second part
Clutching his chest as if his heart were going to leap from his body, Gabriel jolts awake. As he stumbles to the kitchen, he tries convincing himself the dream was just that, a dream. Yet he knew it was much more. I know what I saw. Why does this Sight curse me? At least when I See the future I can do something about it. Seeing the past is such a helpless feeling.
After opening the refrigerator, he whisked out the gallon of orange juice. With the violent jerking of the bottle, the cold beverage splattered down his exposed chest. Storming to the restroom, he punched an additional hole in the door. Drying himself Gabriel realized how much he detested mornings. It seemed he always woke from a horrifying dream or couldn’t muster the energy to smile. No matter the cause, he stayed in the tragic condition for hours.
“Fucking relax!” hollered Jake, “Dear god…” His drowsy roommate stammered past, “Fuck yourself.”
“Yeah, fuck me,” responded Gabriel, “Wouldn’t you like that.” Turning the faucet, he stepped into the musty shower. He let the scolding water pour over him, hoping it would wash away the nightmare. The vivid images of violence and bloodshed left a haunting echo like a cathedral bell through the empty streets of a barren village. Continuing with his morning routine, Gabriel realized what would cheer him up. Better being eight hours early for a date rather than late. With a spring in his step Gabriel left the apartment and headed for the other end of the campus.
“I just don’t get it,” Kelly groaned, shaking her head, “He’s no good for you.”
“It’s just cuz of his temper and you always get the worst end of it. As long as he treats me well, I don’t have a problem with it,” defended Lilah.
“One day he’ll turn on you… like a caged animal. Just wait.”
“Forget it Kel, you’re just not gonna get it.”
“I’m just lookin’ out for you. What ever.” Kelly grunted, heading for the door. “I don’t wanna be late for history,” peaking her head through the maple door, “See ya.”
You just wouldn’t understand. He loves me more than you can imagine. She flipped open her lap top with the intention of starting her end of term paper but her thoughts drifted to their last encounter.
The strength of his hands was evident when he cupped the back of her neck. His tongue searched forcefully for some form of reciprocation. She had gladly obliged. There was desperation in his embrace and yearning in his lips. Pulling back, he looked over the rim of his glasses so the deep chocolate of his eyes met her mosaic gaze. “That’s for holding off ‘til next time,” he crooned with a crocked smirk. His lips moved over hers once again. More gently this time and with the same passion, his lips caressed hers with less anxiousness. Regarding her eyes once more he noted, “That was for me.” For a final time, he gently brushed his lips skyward along her nose and came to rest on her forehead. With a gentle kiss, he looked down at her for a final time. He whispered, “And that was for you,” before slipping silently out the door leaving her beaming in the darkness of the night.
She could still feel his arms around her. Lifting her eyelids, Lilah noticed the strong arms wrapped around her torso were not a figment of her imagination.
“Holy shit!” she squealed, “Don’t sneak up on me like that! How the hell did you even get in here?”
“Kelly,” smirked Gabriel, “These are for you.”
An excited gasp escaped her lips as he presented her with three tiger lilies.