ablaze || dreamwastaken x oc

Chapter 27: My father.

tw: mentions of bl00d, fainting, toxic family, ab^$3

"Briar! Get down here, now!"

I rushed down the stairs to see why my name was being called. 

As soon as both of my feet hit the hardwood floor, the flooring, and the rest of the house around me, disappeared; but it was instantly replaced by grass and thorn bushes.

A figure emerged from the thorns. A figure who just so happened to be my father.

"Dad?" I questioned in disbelief.

"Hello my little rose," he said softly with a sweet smile on his face.

He opened his arms for me to go hug him. Which I gladly did.

I looked up towards his face to see a loving smile. Though the smile soon fade, and was instead replaced by an evil grin.

Seeing that look, I tried to escape from his. grasp.

As I continued to escape, his grip on me just continued to tighten.

I felt like I was being suffocated.

Suddenly, he let go. I opened my eyes, I didn't realize they'd even been closed. When I did so, he was gone.

Instead, there was a beautiful red rose sat upon a piece of drift wood.

The rose was very obviously not originally red, in fact, you could see the white through spaces in the coloring.

I picked up the flower, being very gentle, and upon further inspection discovered the rose was covered in blood.

And it was in that moment when I realized my wrists, thighs, and waist were all bleeding.

I was bleeding.

A lot.

I continued to was the blood run down my limbs and hid the bright green grass, each drop of my blood instantaneously killing the blade of grass it landed on.

After not long of standing there I began to feel light headed, and I fainted.

And moments later...

I woke up.

6/28
5:47 am

I sat up in the bed, a layer of sweat covering my entire body. I was shaking as well, and my breathing was shallow.

It was as if I'd just had a panic attack.

I took a few moments to do some of my grounding exercises, until eventually my breathing was mostly normal and my shaking wasn't as bad.

I took this time to fully comprehend where I was.

This isn't my room? This is a lot bigger than my room, probably most of my apartment as well if I'm being honest. But where the fuck am I? Did I get kidnapped? ... Oh wait! I'm at Clay's house! I'm in his guest room, that makes sense, I thought as I finally acknowledged my surroundings.

The next topic on my mind was the fact that my father had been in one of my nightmares.

He hadn't been in a nightmare in nearly 5 years.

I continued to sit on the bed, focusing my gaze on the wall ahead of me.

I once again began to feel tears stream down my face, and moments later soft sobs started escaping my lips.

I just continued to sit there, on the bed of Clay's guest room, crying. 

I guess he must've heard me being a pathetic little ball of panic and sadness, because not long after I'd began crying I heard a knock on the door to the room, followed by a muffled, "Can I come in?"