I started to ask her not to leave. To beg her to stay for just a little longer. The scene faded too rapidly for me to get my words out, yet I heard La...ra’s voice as if from a distance.“Remember your promise, Paul. We will talk again when I’m stronger.”I woke up again desperately searching for Laura. My mind was still churning from the dream and yet I knew that it was more than a dream. After sitting there for a few minutes, thinking about Laura, I got up. Between the adrenaline the dream had. But I then realized how much I hurt and I could tell I was bleeding and it wasnt that time of the month. I screamed for help but I realized I was out in the middle of nowhere. I got to my feet but the cramps were so bad I had to lean over. I didnt realize how muddy it was and I kept falling down. I was so alone and it was so cold and I was wet and bleeding. I would stumble a little ways and then fall again. And worst I didnt know if I was even going the right way. I rested a while and tried to. The thought of the mornings encounter with Harry continued to intensify, until suddenly, midway through her chemistry lab, something inside of her snapped and she bolted through the double doors and disappeared.A raspy knock came to his door around four in the afternoon as Harry had just completed making his tuna sandwich. "Damn," he swore aloud, "Second time today." He set the plate on small end table in the hallway and staggered to the door to peer out the security lens. Whoever or whatever. Bob firstly asked me a lot of questions about Paul, our relationship, what we did together, what I liked, and drip, drip, drip I began to trust him and his motives. Did I say naive?Whenever Paul came to visit, Bob disappeared, but as soon as Paul went back home, there he was again.So, you’ve been waiting for the good bits, and here they come. Good for me at the time? Oh, yes! Good, looking back? Maybe, maybe not, but I still get wet thinking about those times.I hadn’t committed myself.