I am walking, walking to my lounge room, one leg after another. This place looks like my house but everything is out of place, everything is in mirror image, except for one thing my couch. It sits right in the middle of the room where it has always been I see the top of someone’s head. It is my mum so I walk around and go and sit next to her but something is wrong. I blink and when my eyes finally open I am not in my house anymore. The room is only white no other colours can be seen but as I turn my head I see red, red patches of blood all over the room and soon the room is red from the stain of blood. I look down and I see my sister lying on the floor bleeding out of little stab marks all over her gorgeous laid out body. I fall down on my knees next to her and I look at my hand, in it is a knife. It has blood all over it, my hands are all red and my dress has red over it. There is only one thing on my mind ‘Did I kill my sister?’
I woke up crying this time. I can’t see I’m trebling with fear and the bed was wet from all my sweat but there may be some urine in there too, let’s hope not. I can’t live like this anymore, three days more of this and I will become a psychopath. My phone starts buzzing with the ringtone set for Xavier, ‘Don’t you worry child’ by Swedish Marffire it’s his favourite song which kind of has a relevance in my situation. The song kind of relaxes me as I know Xavier will calm my thoughts, wait….. Do I tell him? I pick up the phone my hands are trembling, my mind spinning like a windmill on overdrive.
“Hello?” My voice is shaking hopefully he doesn’t notice.
“Hey Blair, are you ok?” His voice calms me down a bit and my head stops spinning for a minute. Then it sinks in, what he said, and my head is spinning with questions, the main one do I tell him?
“No.” That’s all I can force out of my mouth, I can’t say anything else as I am trebling with fear. The dreams are coming back into my mind and I try to push them out but they won’t go away.
“Do you want to talk about it? .... Wait, don’t tell me over the phone, I will tell my mum I’m sick and come and see you today.”
“Ok.”
“Bye babe, see you soon, I love you.”
“I love you too.”
The next sound I hear is beeping, he is coming over, now, soon what do I say? Do I talk about everything or some things? I text my mum and tell her I’m really sick and won’t be going to school, she is at work and would have already dropped Zoe to school as I asked to sleep in last night and go to school late. I lay my head back down on my pillow and slowly feel my eyes closing.
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Dreams that hurt
RomanceA Story about a girl named Blair who's life has had it's ups and downs but after the death of her father she starts to have dreams that are changing her life and making it even more of a battle.
