'Jude where are we going.'
I was exhausted we'd been walking for hours and he won't slow down.
'Just keep up okay.'
I doubled my steps kind of running a little. 'Jude slow down. Jude please.'
I cried. He ignored me and kept moving. 'What are we even doing at a cemetery?'
'Grace just keep up and stop talking.'
I tried my best but I was getting no closer to him. The space between us just kept getting wider and wider. I couldn't keep up any more.
I bent over holding my knees. I tried catching my breath.
I raised my head and saw it. A tombstone. One with Jude's face carved into it. And Jude was heading straight for it.
'Jude!!!! I screamed 'watch your step.'
I cried.
'What?' He was too far to hear me.
I screamed with all my might.
'Just stop walking Jude. Sto....'
before I could end my sentence he'd slipped and fallen into the dug grave bearing his face.
I ran to the grave and looked into it. It was bottomless.
Juuuuuudddddeeee!!!!!!
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I woke with a start out of breath.
'It's alright I'm here'
'Jude! I had a terrible nightmare' I said clutching his arm in the process.
'I'm here now don't fret. There there little one.' He said ,mockery evident in his voice.
I came to my full senses. 'What are you even doing in my room.' I asked
'I heard you call out my name in your sleep on my way to the washroom.'
'Oh it was the nightmare I guess.'
'I was in it then.'
'Yeah.' I answered and proceeded to tell him everything.
'It was sick Jude. You fell in it and it was bottomless.'I ended.
'Don't let that scare you, it was only a stupid nightmare. Don't let her scare you. she's trying to play tricks on you. Don't let it get to you.'
'What? Who? Jude who?'
'Good night' he stood from my side and kissed me on the forehead.
'Bye.'
'Jude what are you talking about? Wait! Don't leave.' He was already half way across the room.
'Go get her. She's still out there.'
'Who's still out there Jude talk to me.'
he turned smiled and walked out the door. 'Wait!!!'
I got off the bed and ran after him.
Jude wait. I ran out the door but he was gone
JUDE. JUDE JUUUDE. I broke down and started to cry
'Jude'
I hiccuped
'I miss you.'
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I woke up face tear stained and clutching on to Jude's shirt, the shirt he'd died in, the shirt I believed was in police custody. I didn't know how it got there but I held on to it for dear life.
I took one look at the shirt and flashes of my nightmare started flooding in. I curled myself in a ball hugging Jude's shirt.
I broke down.
Dad found me like that 30 minutes or so later.
