Saving You.

Chapter 9 - Bad Dream

Chapter 9 - Bad Dream

Ella's POV

I walk down the empty street and window shop. Wait, how did I get here? All of a sudden I hear foot steps. I turn around and it stops, but no ones there. There's literally no one here on the streets. Just empty buildings and cars. I begin to walk again and then I hear it once more. I turn back around and it stops again.

What the heck? I begin to walk a little faster and I hear the footsteps right behind me. I turn around except this time is different.

Someone is actually there. But not the person I would want to see. Zach. He has this evil smirk on his face as I try to run.

I'm running and running but it feels like I'm not going anywhere. I hate dreams like these. As I see his shadow come closer, seeming much larger than I think he is, I scream when I feel as if I get stabbed in the leg by a knife. I fall to the floor and I reach back to feel it. Why does it all feel so real? I look up from my leg and there he is, with the now bloody knife and a sinister smirk.

"You thought you could just get away from me? Well you guessed wrong. Now you will pay." He says as he yanks me up by my hair. I scream in pain as he drags me to a white van that wasn't there a second ago. Really? Why a white van?! That's the most clique thing there is to kidnapping and murder!

As I get closer to the van, I realize that this is my only chance to get help.

"Somebody! Help me! Anybody! Please, somebody! HELP!!!" I scream and shout (and let it all out' sorry, I had to XD) while I try to scratch and kick Zach or grab onto something.

All of a sudden, my hair is released from Zach's death grip and I scurry backwards. I look up to see my savior throwing a punch to Zach's head, and as Zach falls on the ground unconscious, he comes over and picks me up bridal style.

"Who.... who are you?" I say looking up at him. But his face was blurry, almost like it didn't want me to see him. It looked like he had a red/black shirt on..... thats pretty much all I could see.

As he barely opened his mouth, I see Zach standing behind him, the knife coming right towards me. As Zach stabs me once more directly above my heart, I scream in pain as I fall out of my saviors arms.

"Ella!!!!!" Someone yells as I fall along with a gunshot.

I wake up gasping for breath and scan the room quickly and realize I'm still at Mark's house. Ugg.....

I.... I have no words for that dream.... why would I dream of him? And why did that feel so real?

As I try and stop the constant questions that pop into my mind, I hear a knock on the door.

"Come in!" I yell towards the door knowing its Mark.

He opens the door and peeks his head in.

"Hiiii..... I made breakfast!.... you okay?"he says opening the door more and leans against the door frame.

"Huh? Oh, yeah! I was just thinkin'!" I say putting on a realistic fake smile. I've practiced and had to use it many times in my life sadly.....

"Okay.... well come down when you're ready!"he says closing the door.

I sigh heavily remembering the previous dream. I am so done with Zach.

I get up from the bed and see my suitcase thing in the room, and I remind myself to thank Mark for letting me do this stuff here, and I take out a white shirt along with black high wasted shorts. As I'm brushing my hair out, making it more straight, I smell bacon, in which I literally drop everything and run down the stairs to the kitchen.