In My Dreams

Seven

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Anyways, without further ado, here is Chapter 7!

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Would you rather be tortured physically, or mentally?

That questioned loomed over me when I considered what MB had said to me.

“Maybe not physically, Jade, but that doesn’t mean I can’t do any damage.”

The thought made me shiver.

I looked over at the microwave’s clock. 6:30am. I had been up since 3:00 am, and though I was exhausted, I couldn’t bring myself to lay down. Not if it risked me falling asleep and seeing him again. I didn’t think I could take it.

“Hey honey, what are you doing up so early? It’s Saturday,” my mom asked, tugging her robe tighter. She walked over to the coffee that I had made and poured herself a cup.

“Oh, I just couldn’t sleep, I guess. Decided I might as well get up,” I said, looking out the kitchen window.

“I see. You look awfully tired, though.”

Gee, thanks.

“Really?  I feel fine.  I was just about to head over to The Café, actually.”

“You just made coffee, though…” she questioned.

“I don’t like black coffee. I made that for you,”  I laughed.

“Oh okay then. Be careful, honey. Make sure you take your phone.”

“Will do,” I said, grabbing my bag and  heading out.

The sun had just rose, barely reaching over the trees, creating a soft and warm light on me as I walked to my car. I drove down the street at a leisurely pace and tried to concentrate on the road and the old rock songs playing on the radio.

When I was coming closer to Town Square, I was exhausted. It seemed like I had to actually fight to keep MB out of my mind, and it was tiring! It felt like he was pushing against my mental wall, trying to break it down.  My mind began to wonder elsewhere when I barely noticed a woman crossing the street. I slammed on my breaks, causing the wheels to make a loud screeching sound. I squeezed my eyes shut and held my breath. I could feel my heart accelerate at an impossible rate.

Maybe I stopped in time? Maybe I didn’t hit her.

 My hope was shattered when I felt the car jolt forward and a thump sound on the hood. I gasped in my sudden realization, tears already spilling.

I jumped out of the car and clumsily ran to the front of it, loudly pleading for this woman to be alive.

No woman. How was that possible?

 I hastily rubbed my eyes, my uncontrolled sobs still echoing throughout the empty street. I crouched down and felt the cold road, trying to convince myself that there was no woman int eh first place.