The Life Of A Victim

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The cramps were getting worse, unbearably worse. They were so bad, I was curled up in a ball in the bathroom, crying. I heard the front door open and I saw his smile turn into a frown. He set the candy on my bed and sat on the bathroom floor with me, pulling me up so I was leaning on his chest.

“Hey, it’s going to be alright,” He said, rubbing my arm to calm me down. I kept staring at the floor, “Yeah, right” I scoffed. He helped me up and I lay against his chest, holding my stomach in agonizing pain. He kissed the top of my head and said, “I said it’s going to be okay, I wouldn’t lie to you, Grace.” He never says my first name unless he means it. I nodded, understanding his point. “Y’know,” he said, a grin appearing on his face, “I haven’t used my day to tell you what to do yet” I looked at him, not wanting to deal with his crap today.

Today, out of all days, was the worst, sort of. I guess he understood because he looked at me and said, “Y’know what, that can wait” I smiled at his patience. A sigh of relief escaped my lungs, thankful he was being serious. “But I do have a question for you,” He said, turning my head by my chin with his thumb and index finger, “Will you be mine?” The question I was waiting for, ever since high school. I nodded “Of course I will” he smiled and kissed me. When he pulled away the cramp was gone but I felt like it would come back. I looked at the clock it’s now 7:35. “I’m going to sleep Tater Tot, what about you?” I nodded. “Yes weirdo, I am.” I nuzzled into bed. I watched as John pushed me over before laying next to me. A sigh of relief left my mouth as he held onto me. I closed my eyes and fell asleep against his chest. I woke up to the sunlight in my face. John was gone.

“Hey tater tot,

 I’m running to 7-eleven to get some food, and slushies, if you think of anything that you want make sure to let me know. 

Your weirdo, 

John.”

I smiled at the note. My smile soon turned into a frown. He went to the store alone without me. Just like in my dream. I rushed to the window opening the blinds. No one is there. Why do I feel like she is watching me, I turned around and screamed when I saw her. Her icy fingers wrapped around my wrist, throwing me into the wall, except I went through it. I saw John standing alone. His back was facing me and he was yelling my name. “JOHN!” I called out but he couldn’t hear me. “JOHN!” I yelled again. This time he turned around but he looked pale. “John?” I asked, scared. I walked towards him. As I was walking towards him the ground started to crack from my feet traveling to his. “NO, JOHN!” I yelled, sprinted towards him and I watched him fall through the ground. “NOOOOOO!” I yelled as I lifted my thighs to my chest with my feet on the ground. Burying my face into my thighs as my arms were on my knees, I cried like I never have before. My heart ached so bad but I couldn’t stop it. Please let this be a dream. Please let my weirdo be okay. 

I cried and cried. I could feel myself shaking. I stopped moving and stood up still crying wrapping my arms around my chest. I wasn’t shaking from crying, someone was shaking me. I opened my eyes to see John looking at me worried. When I opened my eyes he lunged at me hugging me tight. I cried into his shoulder. “I’m sorry, I left to go to the bathroom and I heard you scream my name and I went as fast as I could. Then I heard you scream my name again and I ran. You yelled 'no' when I got here then you started crying as you curled into a ball. I didn’t know what to do so I shook you to wake you up but you wouldn’t wake up. I’m so sorry.” He explained as he cried. I hugged him tighter. “It wasn’t your fault. I watched you die, in my dream. The earth collapsed and you fell into an abyss.” I said crying. I grasped him and pulled him away from me. “Why are these dreams happening to me?” I asked, sad. I’m going to figure out why these dreams happen to me. No matter what it takes.