I'm scared... But of what? Only good things are happening, but I feel so much fear. Why? Am I in danger? Am I... In some form of trouble?
My heart is racing. Adrenaline is coursing through my veins... Every part of my instinct... It's all telling me to run. But, I can't help but stand there. I can't help but wait for her to reach me.
The fear of what she might do, it's... Enticing. Her desire... It's so strong, I can feel it... Deep inside my bones, I can feel her love for me.
I know now, that I am in danger. I realize, one wrong word, will spell the end... Her hand reaches mine, a grip so tight I can barely feel my fingers. Her eyes, wide and focused... Her lips, glistening in the moonlight, that hardly shines through the clouds... They begin to move.
"Well?" She appears to be awaiting a response. But, what did she ask? I'd forgotten already. I couldn't think, as my breath seemed to escape me. "Will you be mine...? Only mine?"
My knees grew weak, as I nearly fell. I felt a knot in my stomach, and it began to churn, as if my body was protesting my thoughts... "Yes." The word slipped out. I didn't even know what I said. She stared back at me, as we both shed a tear. Her's of joy... Mine... Of whatever this feeling was...
"Did I make the right choice?"