I lay my head back on the cushion and close my eyes letting multiple tears roll down my cheeks

Am I going crazy?

I have to be

There's no other explanation

I look off at the endless amounts of trees and listen to the noise of the night

I must have sat for atleast and house because I heard footsteps coming towards the balcony

I saw him going through the door and I look over at him

He walks over to me and take a quick look down at me

"Why are you crying?" He holds his hands out to me

I wipe my cheeks and grab his hands to stand up

"Can we go to bed" I sniffle

"Yeah let's go" he says lifting me up

He carries me to my bed and sets me down sitting up

He gets in next to me and looks at me

"What's wrong" he grabs my hand and I flinch when he does

I look in my lap for a second quiet

"Um" I stutter

"I have these like..dreams?" I say

"And they're really messed up and um"

"I don't know why I'm having them they happen really often" I sniff

"I don't know I think somethings seriously wrong with me" I look up from my legs

"Nothing is wrong with you" he says calmly and squeezes my hand

"Then what is happening to me" I sputter

I look back at my pillow and lay down

He does the same and we face eachother

"Come here" he whispers and I move closer to him and lay my head against his chest

"Just breath, I'm here" he says and holds me

I close my eyes and try to ignore my pounding headache

***

I wake up and see Ace peacefully asleep I sit up and feel something hit the side of my head

I turn my head and now a gun is perfectly aimed in between my eyes

My heart drops, I must have looked like a ghost

I look up at the person weilding the weapon and they're dressed in all black and I can't see his or her face in the dark

I feel Ace sit up and the gun moves to him and I flinch at a loud bang right in front of me

My ears ring and when I open my eyes the person is gone and I turn to Ace and he's laying on the bed

I jump to him and feel my throat close up and I start panicking

"No No No No No" I repeat quietly holding Ace

He was shot straight in his forehead

I jump up and back away from the bed at the sight of the wound

I cover my mouth with my hand and squeeze my eyes shut in hopes to escape this

I shoot up in bed and I feel sweat drip down my forehead

I heave trying to catch my breath and hold my hand on my chest

Ace shoots up beside me

I look at him and make eye contact with a bullet wound in his head

His skin is a ghostly white and his eyes are all white, no color in his entire face

I sit up in bed for what feels like the third time now,

My breath even more lost than last time

I feel soaked from my own sweat and my hair is messy

I quickly turn to Ace when he sits up

"Woah" he says quietly holding my shoulder

I break into sobs and fall into his chest

"Another dream?" He asks holding the back of my head

I sob into him and nod slowly

"It's alright" he whispers

We sit just like that until I calm down and pull away

"I'm gonna shower" I wipe my nose and stand up

"Do you want me to come with?" He asks

I nod slowly and he gets out of bed and walks with me towards the main bathroom

I feel myself gag and I run into the bathroom and throw up into the toilet

Ace comes in quickly and pulls my hair back

He holds it up behind my head until I finally stop

"You are just having a terrible night" he exclaims

I spit into the toilet and flush it

I stand up straight and Ace starts the shower

I grab my toothbrush and squeeze toothpaste onto it

I wet it in the sink and brush my teeth

Ace comes up behind me and looks at us in the mirror

He gently grabs the bottom of my hoodie and lifts it

I spit out my toothpaste and put away my toothbrush then lift my arms

He drops my hoodie on the ground and pulls his shirt off

I take off my sweatpants and the rest of my clothes and get in the shower woth Ace following me

I let the hot water soak my hair and body, rinsing off all of the sweat

***

I walk into my room with my towel around me and grab clothes to change into

I grab a pair of plaid pajama pants and a comfy bra

I feel hot so I'm not wearing too much because if I sweat again I'll feel the need to shower again

Ace had changed into sweats and a hoodie

I slide on my clothes and bring my towel into the bathroom

I walk down the stairs and into the kitchen

I open the medicine cabinet and grab the pain killers

I notice my plan B's and grab them too

I look at the few pills I must have forgotten to take

"Shit" I feel the need to cry again

My throat tightens trying to fight back the urge to cry and I cover my mouth with part of my hand

"Ace" I shout

I grab a water bottle and take a Tylenol and Ace walks in

"What's wrong?" He asks looking back and forth from me and the pills

I point at the plan B and pace through the kitchen with my hands on my forehead

He looks at the dated pills and looks at me with a shocked face

"I-I-I-I..." I stutter and give up on my sentence

"Are you.." he starts

My eyes force closed letting tears slip out of my eyes

"I think" I sob leaning over the counter leaning on my elbows with my hands over my forehead

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