Chapter: 54
I am standing in a graveyard in a long white dress. My hair is down and I look around. I see several graves surrounding me. It's everyone I care about dead.
'No, no this isn't right' I say turning around I see my parent's graves, Jen and Patrick's graves, Robert and Julia's graves and Willy's grave.
'No, this can't be real' I say and I turn around again and I see Patrick's grave.
'Baby, no' I say with tears streaming down my face and I fall to the ground.'NO, NO. Please don't be gone. I need you, please come back to me' I yell, crying.
'They're dead because of you' a voice says and I get up and look around.
'Who's there?' I ask and Darcy comes out.
She's wearing the same black dress she was wearing in my last nightmare.
'You killed them, you made they die' she says and I shake my head.
I look down and my hands are covered with blood.
'No, I didn't so this' I yell and she laughs.
'You brought them into your life and their blood is all over you' she says laughing.
I look down and I am covered with blood.
'Just like Charlie, you made them love you just so you could destroy them. I would have protected him, given him a life a family. The life he always wanted but took that from him by trapping him and then you killed him' she says.
'I saved your best friend Molly from you destroying her, look how happy she is.' Darcy says.
Molly walks in a white dress and is rubbing her hands over her large pregnant belly.
'I escaped you and I now I'm happy. She saved me and my baby everyone that loves you will die' she says.
'God gave me a second chance and this child' she says smiling and laughing. I fall to my knees screaming.
I wake up shaking, panting and crying and I try to sit up 'Baby, baby what's wrong?' Patrick says sitting up and holding me gently.
'Another nightmare, it was so real' I say crying.
'Tell me about it' he says wiping my tears with his fingers.
I tell him about my dream and he hold me gently trying not to hurt me.
'Baby, we're fine. We're all fine okay nothing is going to happen to us. You are not going to kill us or cause our deaths. It was a nightmare, a fucking terrible nightmare' he says and I nod. 'I'm sorry I didn't mean to wake you. God, you put up with so much, bombings, murders, now nightmares' I say and he kisses me gently.
'I love you and I don't care what we have to go through because I will always be with you. You're my future if you'll still have me' he says and I nod and I smile.
I lay close to him and we fall back asleep.
I wake up the next morning and Patrick isn't next to me. I start to panic and then he comes in holding a trap.
'Morning, baby' he says smile.
'Jesus, you weren't here and I freaked out for a second' I say, shaking a little and he sets down the tray.
'I'm sorry, I should've thought of that' he says.
'No, it's fine. Did you bring me breakfast?' I ask him and he smiles.
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Wildflowers
Teen FictionSex, Drugs, Rock and Roll....and Murder? The life of the daughter of a re-tired cop turned private eye, is anything but boring. Jo Miller is anything but your typical hippie, so see how 1970 will change her life forever. Warnings: Smut, Drug Use, M...