(xviii.) Dreams

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  GWEN AND ELEANOR ATE THE COOKIE, talking about how delicious they were, occasionally dipping it in a cup of milk. "Gwen?" Eleanor mumbled, her mouth full of the gooey cookie. "Yeah, Ellie?" Gwen hummed. "How are you doing... since what happened?" Eleanor asked, even though she'd spent the last 48 hours with Gwen, she still wanted to check up on her, mostly because they'd spent their time doing activities together.

  They had no one else but each other, Eleanor lost her boyfriend, while Gwen lost her big brother. They both lost two important people in their lives. "I'm... okay... it's just—" Gwen furrowed her eyebrows, looking down, trying to find the words to explain what she was about to say. "What?" Eleanor questioned the sudden silence. "I've been... having dreams." Gwen confessed, looking up at Eleanor, fear in her eyes, worried that Eleanor might yell at her, just like her dad did.

  "About?" Eleanor asked, tilting her head. "About... Robin and Finney..." Eleanor perked up at the sound of Robin's name. "Are they okay? Are they alive?" Eleanor queried, Gwen had often told her about her dreams, how they were sometimes true. Eleanor always believed her, she was one of the only people who believed her.

  "They're alive... but the other boys aren't..." Gwen mumbled, trying to remember the whole dream again. "I've been up, after you fall asleep, I'll pray and hope that God will send me those dreams — if that makes sense." Gwen interrupted herself. "Yeah... that makes sense, are they... hurt? In your dream?" Eleanor asks. "They have cuts... some bruises on them... but nothing too bad." Eleanor looked at the ground, thinking about what could possibly happen if they don't find them soon. "Have you told your dad? Or any detectives?" Eleanor looked over, knowing the answer, but still curious.

  "Just the detectives — my dad tells me 'my dreams, are just dreams.' So... I don't bother telling him... but I still talk to the detectives of what I dream of. They usually call me to talk to them, when Robin went missing, they thought I kidnapped him, but that's when they found out about my dreams." Gwen mumbled the end, looking over to Eleanor, who nodded her head, slowly. "Are they together? Robin and Finney?" Eleanor asked, "No..." Gwen shook her head with a frown. "They both are in two different rooms, I'm not sure where, or even if they're in the same house... but they're not together." Gwen explained. "Oh."

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  "Goodnight Gwen." Eleanor said, laying flat on her back on the cushions. She laid on the floor, with many cushions with a makeshift bed. "'Night, Nora." Gwen mumbled with a sleepy voice, Eleanor's eyes widened at the nickname, looking up to see Gwen's back to her. Eleanor turned away, laying on her side, holding herself for comfort. She felt her breathing quicken, her heart start to race, and her eyes starting to blur from the tears.

  Gwen usually called her Ellie, Robin called her Nora. Eleanor sighed, sniffling hear and there but let the many tears fall, soaking her pillow. She didn't realize that these things could happen to her, losing 2 people in less than a month, and not being able to say a proper goodbye. This would never happen to her, it only happens to those famous people on TV, or those people who are well-known, not the new girl who moved here only 3-4 months ago.

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  Eleanor awoke, sitting up, seeing Gwen's bed empty—yet unmade. She furrowed her eyebrows, walking towards the bedroom door, trying to turn the knob but it not turning, she furrowed her eyebrows, trying to turn it with all her force. "Shit! It won't budge." She shouted softly. "Gwen? Mr. Blake? Hello? Anyone?" Eleanor mumbled, pressing her ear against the door, not hearing anyone. "Uhm..." Eleanor hummed.

  She mumbled curses to herself, walking over to the window that showed the front yard of the Blake's House. She looked around, seeing Mr. Blake's car in the driveway, confusion was added onto her face. She turned to the front yard, seeing Gwen talking to someone. "Gwen!" Eleanor shouted, knocking on the window. She waved her hand, Gwen looked over to her, having a sad look.

  "Gwen! Come inside! The door won't budge." Eleanor said, staring at Gwen. Gwen gave her a sad frown, turning to the people she was previously talking to. "You'll make her sad!" Gwen shouted at the unknown figures. "What? Make who sad?" Eleanor questioned, staring intently at Gwen. Gwen looked up one more time before walking two the front area of the driveway, Eleanor stared at her before seeing two figures in her peripheral vision, walking on the front lawn.

  Eleanor turned her gaze to see Robin and Finney? She was both happy and confused, she patted on the window, trying to get their attention. "Robin! Finn! Gwen, answer me, please!" Eleanor felt her heart burst, watching the two boys wait at the sidewalk, "Guys! I'm right here, please!" Eleanor shouted, her eyes widening at the sight of the Black Van.

  "Wait! Don't move, guys!" Eleanor shouted, trying to open the window, not budging. She runs over to the door, trying to open it, it was stuck. "Fuck!" Eleanor yelled with frustration, running back to the window to see the man with a mask, grabbing Robin and Finney and pushing them into the van. "No!" Eleanor yelled, feeling her heart hurt and her chest tighten.

  Feeling the many tears and screams wanting to come out, "Gwen! Why didn't you get them? Gwen!"

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  "Ellie! Wake up." Gwen shook Eleanor, her face filled with worry. "What? What's going on?" Eleanor sat up, looking around, feeling her body become less tense. "You had a nightmare." Gwen mumbled, moving away from Eleanor and sitting by the cushions, pulling her knees to her chest to sit. "Oh, right." Eleanor slowly nodded her head, wiping the tears and sweat she'd had. "Are you okay?" Gwen asked, looking over to Eleanor.

  "Yeah," Eleanor nodded her head slowly, "I was scared, I saw Robin and Finney in my dream..." Eleanor furrowed her eyebrows. "You did?" Gwen asked, glancing over at Eleanor. "Mhm... but it wasn't a good dream... like at all."

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WAYYY LONGER CHAPTER THAN USUAL, but thank you all for reading this chapter. ily all baes 😋🫶🏽

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