Dream in Red

'Can I taste the Passion fruit flavor?' My eyes did not leave hers even for a second.

They were enthralling. I didn't know what she did to them but they were beautiful, almost leaving me short of air to breathe.

‘Here.’ She offered me the tiny plastic spoon, its red clashing with the almost fluoroscent colour of the passion fruit ice cream.

I took it, my eyes still latched on to hers. The guy at the counter was staring at me. I could feel it. I was still not sure how they were related. There was a very distinct and real possibility that she was his wife. But how? He couldn't have got to her of all people. She was beautiful. Smooth dark skin, not a single blemish as far as my eyes could reach. And those eyes, they were dark.Dark and intoxicating. There were no other words for them. She hardly spoke. A sentence at the most was it.

'Shall I give you a scoop?'

I was broken out of my thoughts, immediately shifting my eyes away from hers to the different ice creams beneath the display glass. I took my hands off it and asked for a scoop of Vanilla, trying hard not to look at her eyes.

'Small or medium?'

'Huh..?'

'Would you like a medium sized scoop?'

'No... I'll take the small one' My eyes finding hers once again and pausing. She was looking at me. My eyes.

‘Are you sure?’

I caught my breath. I nodded or I thought I did.

The constant whir of the freezer dulled and stopped. Everything fell silent. Eyes. I could see every single fleck in her iris. They were beautiful.

So beautiful… Sexy.

I could feel my heart beat faster, harder. My face heating up. The sudden rush of blood into my head. The giddiness. I could feel every inch of my body. Of what she was doing to me.

I wanted her. I just wanted to rip into her.

Her eyes, deep and needy. Begging me to take her into the night.

I wanna fuck you.

I thought it.

She smiled.

What the hell! Shake out of it, you Bastard!! I tried to pull my eyes away. I couldn't.

I couldn't breathe.

I couldn't breathe. It jolted me. I tried to draw in air hard, only to choke when nothing came.

Wha-..

My mouth stayed shut. Not a sound. Nothing moved. My mind screamed. My eyes burned.

Look Away!! I screamed hoarse. Now! Nothing. I was trapped in her eyes. Deep black abysses. My thoughts lost coherence as the haziness crept along my vision.

She turned and reached for a waffle cone.

The freezer whirred.

I stumbled back, terrified, barely stopping myself from falling.

I was breathing. Wh..what was that? I felt my palms, they were cold. I was cold. My breaths were deep and long. My heart-beat slow and unwavering. I looked around and saw the couple sitting on the bright red chairs. When did they come in? They were engrossed whispering things to each other oblivious to everything else.Didn't they see anything?! I was shivering inside and I could feel the same coldness creep up my spine. The guy at the counter had his eyes glued to his billing machine. I looked down through the glass at the ice creams in the freezer. I saw her hand reach in and scoop out some vanilla into the cone. My mouth was dry.

I should go. Leave. I turned around and started walking. She didn’t stop me. I'm imagining things. He didn't even look away from his machine once. Definitely imagining things.

I felt stupid. But I still couldn’t get rid of her dark eyes from my head. I just wanted to leave.

I was certain. And as I stepped across the glass door, I turned to look at her, hoping to reassure myself, only to stare into nothing.

She was just here!

I looked a little carefully at the back wall. The thin outline of a door was visible, cleverly fitted into the pattern of the wallpaper.

Heh..ha ha.. Idiot.

I laughed to myself, feeling stupid and relieved. I shook my head to clear it and started walking on to the wet road.

Odd. I thought as I watched myself walk to the middle of the road. That's not where I wa-

I felt nothing when the truck rammed into me.

I just lay there on the wet cold road. Paralyzed. Choking on my blood. I tried to focus my eyes and saw the blood splattered truck fender shimmer into view a few yards away. Blood dropped into my eyes, burning them. Before everything blurred, I barely made out the neon red signboard above the windshield.

‘Vanilla Dreams’ It read.

Heh..ha ha.. Idiot. I thought as it all faded.