I opened my eyes for the hundredth time and I was so happy, I was out of that nightmare. I jolted up and smiled I was just waiting for him to ruin everything again, but he didn't, I WAS HOME! my smile grew and I tried to think of reason why I've had these dreams. I thought "maybe it's from the drinks?" or "maybe it's from the lack of sleep?" Then I thought well, "maybe it's from the secrets I kept trying to be so sweet"
I then walked over to the window and my smile faded as I saw it again..
I know this wasn't a dream!
I know it!
He was actually here!
He was ACTUALLY HERE!
My eyes widen and my whole body froze. He took out a flower and whispered, "We meet again, Braden"
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The Art Of Anesthesia .::. Braden Barrie
FanfictionSometimes I think about who I should believe The people who are dead or the people who are free Sometimes I hear them as they whisper to me I try to stay awake so I won't die in my sleep And I was quick to take a second look through The window on th...
