Once Bitten

Part Seven

It was hard trying to catch my breath, is this all really happening? Is Chris really gone..? Mom? Bella? No.. I just can't grasp on to it all. My head was spinning everything had begun to seem blurry. My head hit the ground and the last thing I saw was my dad rushing to me, then everything went black. All I saw was the smiling faces of Chris and my family. Bella playing on a swing, mom and dad holding eachother, and Chris coming to me with open arms. As soon as he was about to wrap his arms around me, as soon as I was going to feel his warmth embrace me.. I woke up. It was just a dream. I looked around me and found myself layed out on the couch, covered with the comforter from my parents room. I looked to the other side of the couch and could see my dad sleeping with his gun under his arm. I looked over to the hallway and could see Bella wasn't there. I got up still wrapped in the comforter and walked to the window. Outside I saw what looked like three graves. I must've been out for awhile if dad had enough time to bury them and clean up. Atleast I didn't have to wake up to the sight of seeing things as they were. I finally started to realize this is all real. If I'm going to want any chance of fighting this I'm going to have to stay strong. Maybe there is a safe place somewhere out there, and I'm going to find it.