Only In My Dreams

Sleeping with an Empty Shell

[A/N: Don't play the song until I tell you, okay? It goes with the dream. :A/N]

CHAPTER SEVEN

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[LACEY'S POV]

I sat in the front seat of Skye's parent's van. I stared out of the window and looked to the sky. There was screeching sound and an answering screech, as a bird flew in the sky. I sighed softly as I closed my eyes. Feeling has come back to me slowly as I slowly got used to the idea that I can change into a wolf, or what ever I was.I looked over at Skye.Her knuckles were white as she was gripping the wheel with most of her strength. I yawned as I looked at the clock. It was almost four in the morning. Good-bye freedom.

Skye glanced at me. "Are you okay?" she asked.

I nodded slowly as I curled up, since I was a little cold. I didn't feel like myself anymore, almost like a part of me was dead. A frown spread across my face as I turned to look out the window again. The pavement was flying by as we speed down the highway. Rain drops fell and I watched as the ran down the window. Thunder and lightening cracked and resounded and a tear rolled down my cheek.

How is it that he already had such a grip on me? I've only known him a few days.

Images flitted through my mind's eye as I thought of him again. It was when we had first met, he was looking down at me with a scowl, his hair damp and his dark eyes glowering. The next was when he was leading me through the forest. He was then in front of me in the jungle, kissing my neck. I remember walking away and falling off the log. He saved me and kept me warm. We were sitting across from each other, soon, in an awkward silence. Then he showed me the pond. I felt tranquil....And at ease. He sat in my house, smiling at me as I came around the corner. His smile melted my heart every time I saw it.

What is wrong with me?

Then I saw how he glared at me that first night, and how he looked angry, just because he couldn't read my thoughts. He didn't come after me for a few minutes, as if debating if he should come for me or not. He was then dancing with those two whores, laughing and getting drunk, while I was standing in the corner. Then, he was kissing that girl, Helen. I didn't realize I was crying until Skye pointed it out.

"I'm fine," I said softly.

"You shouldn't be crying over someone like him. I should've known he would've done something like that," she snarled, but mostly to herself.

A question nagged my mind. "How did you know when to walk in?" I asked.

"It was just the time that I had gotten there," she replied. "Why?"

"I just wanted to know," I whispered.

She nodded and pulled in my driveway. I opened the door and she looked at me with pity in her eyes. It wasn't her fault, and I wanted to tell her that, but her eyes wouldn't let me. I stayed silent as she looked at me. She sighed as she ran a hand through her tousled brown hair. She frowned as she eyed me.

"Where's your comb?" she asked.

"I don't know," I answered.

She nodded again and I closed the door. I walked to my front door and Skye was on her phone. She was speaking quickly and waved at me as she backed out of the driveway. I opened my front door and walked in, kicking my shoes off on the mat in beside it.

I picked up my shoes and closed the door, taking in the eerily silent house. I crept through the hall until I got to my room. I opened the door to my own room and walked to my bed. I tossed my shoes on the floor and slipped out of my dress. Pulling a t-shirt over my head, I sat on my bed. I looked around, then looked outside. The waves were calm and you couldn't hear them as well tonight. My grandfather clock wasn't ticking and I just snapped.