Unfolding

The Nightmare

"ALEEXX!!!" I hear them scream, but I can't see them. Why can't I see them? What the hell is going on? "ALEEXXX!!! HEEELLPP, PLEASE!!" They plead. I try to yell back, or open my eyes, or move, or do anything but I can't. I hear them cry and plead, and call my name, and then I hear....someone? Not them, those are screams, this is a calmer voice. "Alex, what the hell?! What's happening?" This person asks me. It's Henry. I haven't seen Henry since....at that moment, my eyes finally opened. I was standing in front of the treehouse, with Henry super worried and scared and.....Cassidy, standing there, just- acting as if she's watching the sunset! "Alex! Please talk! What. Happened.?" Henry asks me. I just barely stumble out "I-i uuh, c-cass, they, t-they, the f-fire, they-" Henry's confused. He looks at Cassie, watching them, but staying with me. I can't move still, why can't I move. I could save them. "W-william, mason." Isn't what I meant to say exactly, but nothing else will come out. Before I can realize, I'm spilling my eyes out. My knees go to the floor, like a magnet to iron. "WIILL!!! MASOOON!!" I yell, sobbing and just screaming. Henry squats down, grabbing me into his arms and comforting me. I didn't get to this part in my dream before. "It'll be ok, the fire station will be here soon, and we can find out if Cassie really did this, ok? And they might not be...gone, just a little crispy." Henry says, the last part with a little laugh. I Stop crying so much, still a lot, but that doesn't matter. Henry never liked saying 'dead' or 'death'. It scared him, ever since his parents died. And his favorite color was purple, and he loves Halloween. And he writes and draws comics. I miss him. "Hey, speak of the devil." Henry says after hearing sirens. He stands up, trying to help me up, but I couldn't move. "C'mon, we have to go over to the ambulance, so that we aren't in the way, please?" Henry says, kneeling back down. I'm able to turn my head up to him, giving him a small look. He picks me, I guess you could call it bridal style, and walks me over to the ambulance. I forgot how strong he was. I know I'm heavy, and was then too. "Are you two alright, anyone hurt?" The nurse asks. I think she was a nurse, maybe a doctor. "We aren't hurt, but there's two men in the treehouse, mason and William Callon, twins." Henry answer her, she nods and waves us to sit down on the edge of the truck. "And we think Cassie may have done this." Henry mentions, pointing to cass. Henry goes to set me down.no, please don't. I'm able move some, so I grab onto to his shirt. "Hm?" He says looking down at me. "N-no." I tell him. "What?" He says pausing for a minute. "Want to sit with me, not next to me?" He asks. I just nod my head, it's too much to talk. I know this is a dream, so I should be able to get through it like any other normal day in my life, but I just can't. It's like I'm there again, and again and again. Henry repositions me to were my legs are straddled around his waist and my chest facing him. He pulls me closer to him, like a hug, and rubs my back in circular motion. I can't move my arms enough to hug back. "See, it's alright. And we can tell Cass to leave us alone from now on." Henry says, back to comforting me. I miss Henry. I should text him, try and get him back. And maybe he can protect me again. From Cassie. Speaking- or thinking of them, here they are. "Hey, the doctor girl sent me over here. Y'know why?" Cassie ask, and I can feel them looking us up and down. "So we're out of the way." Henry tells them, in a less-nice way than he did with me. "Oh, ok. Can I sit down right there?" Gesturing to a spot almost empty. "Yeah, sure. Let me move that." Henry says, moving his keys and our water, that the nurse gave us. Cassie sits down, and I slightly tense up, knowing what I know now. Henry goes back to comforting me. Henry also rocks his body alot. I can tell that he's trying not to, probably because I'm sitting there. "Y-you can r-rr-r" I stutter, and then got stuck on the r, because I'll talk and I'll 'choke' on the word or letter. Henry doesn't say anything but I can tell he's confused. I don't wanna mess up on my words, so I just grab his shirt and pull him forward and push him back a few times, a rocking motion. Hopefully he understands that. I lift my head up for a second, and see him smile I bit, still about to cry because at this point, William and Mason are dead or gone, however you wanna say it. "Ok." Is all he says and then he starts to rock like he usually does. "So, do we know for sure if their dead?" Cassie asks side-eyeing Henry. "No, we don't know if their gone or not, it's possible they found a safe space to hide, because I'm sure they got trapped in." Henry replies, emphasizing the word 'gone' basically telling Cassie to not say 'dead'. "Oh, ok. Also, what's your deal with the word 'death' or 'dead', like it's just a word dude, I don't see the issue." Cassie says, obviously not caring to bother him. And I can tell that Henry is agitated, scared, and sad. "Shut up Cassie." I say. Why is that the only sentence I didn't stutter or mess up on? Maybe because I'm at least somewhat protective? Especially of Henry. He's my only friend now. "What'd the hell you just say?" Cassie said to me angrily. "Shut. Up." I tell them again, sitting up some. "What the hell did I do?! I just asked a damn question!" Cassie raises their voice. "If you know it bothers him, why say it? You could have said: 'why does it bother you to say these words?' and kind of gesture to what words you mean.
, And you could have said it nicer than that. It's obvious you didn't care what he thinks. So why ask?" I finish ranting on Cassie, and I can see them ball their fists and almost raise their arms, but not? "Alex, i-it's fine, alright? And to answer your question Cassie, I just have some trauma from things like that so I don't want to say words that aren't necessary." Henry says, trying to be as calm as possible and defuse the attack that might happen. He pulls me back to a hugging type thing. "I don't care if I could have said it nicer, and how am I supposed to gesture the word death? Stupid." Cassie answers, seemingly a bit calmer. "Just please stop saying it Cassie!" I raise my voice at them. "Fine, fine! Whatever!" They say back. I relax some into Henry's chest, and in attempt of comfort, I move my hand close to his rib cage and graze my finger on him in different shapes. I figured out that 'drawing' shapes on a piece of the body is calming to him and some others, even myself. In the dream I start to fall asleep, meaning I'm about to wake up. Bye Henry, and I wish I could get rid of Cassie, forever.
    
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This one's really long👍 I also decided after I started typing, that I was gonna make it end slightly well. And I have two ideas for the next chapter, idk which I'll use yet. See you next time, lovely ladies bros and enby's
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