After her parents were ruthlessly murdered in front of her, Izalea Matthews is deeply affected by her past that forever haunts her in her dreams. It becomes her aim to stop being afraid of the world and find out what happened to them. Whilst she sea...
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Surprisingly, I was actually having a really good sleep, but I was woken by a pair of annoying voices. I mean seriously, since when did I get fans? It was strange because there's only me and Anna living here, and she never comes in to wake me up. She always gives me privacy.
"Do you think she's dead?" What's dead? Oh right, the idiots in the room are talking about me.
"Of course she's not fucking dead, she's breathing," How could they have possibly noticed?
"But is she though?"
"Seriously? Have you been taking 'James tablets' or something?"
"Of course not, don't be stupid. If you have any 'make James fall in love with me' tablets however, I'll definitely take you up on that offer,"
"I'll give you three seconds,"
"Three seconds to what- Ohhh," I thought if I stayed still that they would eventually leave me alone but instead I could feel a body shuffle around the side of my bed.
"One,"
"Hey, no, look. We can talk about this..." I could hear the panic within her voice and honestly, if it wasn't so early in a morning I would have found it amusing.
"Two,"
"Oh shit,"
"Three,"
When I opened my eyes, I thought it would have been the perfect moment to get the intruders to stop before they start world war three. In reality, I was met with a flying Victoria leaping over my bed, landing with a thump. Meanwhile, a mop of strawberry blonde hair landed on my face as Lydia crawled across my body, attempting avoid the grasp of Victoria.
Accidentally, Lydia punctured one of her knees in my stomach, leaving me to recoil with a gasp. If this is what happens when you wake up from a good dream then I don't think I ever want to dream again.
"LYDIA!" Once Lydia managed to get to the other side of the room, she sheepishly looked back at me.
"Well done, you now have two people who want to kill you," Victoria deadpanned, giving her a smug look.
"You both better get out of my room before none of you will be alive enough to leave it," Lydia gulped and Victoria's eyes widened. I felt pride when they began to shuffle their feet towards the door, whilst looking like deer in the headlights.
"She's spending too much time with Noah,"
"Someone's not a morning person,"
They whispered to one another, believing I was too far to hear. It was probably the anger on my face that gave it away, that unluckily for me, they escaped the room before my pillow had a chance to leave my hand and landed onto the floor instead.
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