He wasn't real. Nor was I. Nor were they. All we were was a finished butch.
My eyes filled with tears as I walked down the streets on a lonely Friday. Still in my torn uniform, I rounded the corner and waited for the bus.
The lamppost flickered and I prayed it wouldn't switch off for the darkness was so thick that I could smell it. The watch on my hand ticked and I suspiciously looked at it.
The time it told me was obviously a fraud- Of course, it wasn't 03:00 pm.
I heard a cat purr somewhere in the distance. I shuddered. I systematically looked back at my watch. Typical for it to now say 03:01.
My heart started to pound very quickly as though I knew what was about to happen. I craned my head in all directions. What if-? No, I couldn't dare to finish the thought.
That was totally impossible. I looked at my watch: 03:02 and screamed.
Not now. I started running down the deserted street as swiftly as I could. Just as I had predicted, the street light switched off and I was now running in pure darkness.
My shoe slipped off and I continued to run and noticed that somebody was chasing me. I wasn't alone and I could smell it. Through some puddles I sprinted and into some trees.
'Stop!' he called out to me.
But did I listen? No. I had to keep going. I could have sworn that I stepped on a snake as I continued to cut through the tall grass and away. I somehow knew where I was going.
I had been here before.
'Come back!' he called behind me. 'This is destiny. Stop!'
I tripped over a bush and fell on my back.
Just like I had dreamt of, the man pulled a gun out of his pocket as he gained up on me with a maniac look. And then as I knew would happened, we disappeared.
Just like I had woken up, my future self was also waking up.