The Dusk Calls For Me: Jasper Hale x Fleur Swan.

What's Wrong With Me?

"I'm afraid to go outside

So many people rule my mind, I

Can't escape, where is the line?

Chained ourselves to overdrive."

NICE OUT: By Kilo Kish

I didn't know where I was again, It seemed I was observing a man sitting in a speedboat with his headphones on. I couldn't see him clearly enough to identify him at first. I then saw that man again, with the long blonde hair this time, he wasn't wearing a shirt. I didn't see the second man though I wondered where he was and why I was with this person again. My "body" began to move toward the man against my own will. I finally noticed it was Waylon but instead of terror, I was filled with thirst and eagerness. Waylon seemed to have heard a deep growl coming out of "my" throat and took his headphones off.

"Hello?"

My figure zoomed past his line of sight, he stood up quickly, stumbling a few feet to the front of the boat.

"Gerald? Gerald?"

When he didn't get a reply, he got too unsettled and started the motor to the boat. Before he could take off though "I" stopped the boat from moving forward. He looked back in shock at me before greeting me.

"Hello" He stuttered.

The man with the long blonde hair then jumped down.

"Nice Jacket." He said in a sinister tone.

"Who are you?"

"I" started to move closer to him, like an animal after its prey.

"It's always the same, inane questions. Who are you?"

"What do you want?" I said in a completely different voice.

"Why are you doing this?"

Finally the other man that I had seen zipped down from his hiding place, he looked quite bored.

"James, let's not play with our food."

As soon as he said that I kicked Waylon to the floor of the boat before pouncing on him.

I finally woke up shooting up from Jasper's chest panting again holding in a scream. I was even more freaked out than the previous dream I had before. This was someone I knew, someone I had fond childhood memories with. Why was I dreaming about killing him?

"What happened? Are you okay? What's wrong!?" I heard Jasper ask his voice laced with concern.

Tears filled my eyes before spilling down my cheeks, I couldn't talk, it was as if I was paralyzed in fear. He pulled me in, hugging me and rubbing my back.

"I-I had a terrifying nightmare. I felt so real Jazz... I..." I couldn't even finish my sentence. He hushed me just holding me and trying to comfort me.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No, not right now."

We sat in silence for a bit and I surveyed my surroundings. The weather report had lied, it was as cloudy as ever and looked like Jasper and everyone else could go on that field trip after all. Our silence was then interrupted.

"I'm sorry to leave you like this but, I have to go. Your sister is about to come up." He said in a hushed voice he kissed me before leaving through the window. My door was opened a minute later Bella had entered the room.

"Hey, did you plan on... are you okay Fleur, you look terrified?" Bella asked.

"Yeah I'm fine, I just had a nightmare... I knew I shouldn't have watched those horror movies last night." I lied.