A lot To Remember

Chapter 4

I walked home exhausted because of school. At least I have a new friend now so I won't be lonely for the next year of high school. Yes I'm a senior now and I'm not ready to go to college at all.

I walk faster when I see a black car pull up beside me. My heart rate escalates as the black car trails behind me. I'm about to cross the street when the black car turns and plants itself right in front of me.

"HEY YOU COULD HAVE RUN ME OVER YOU CRAZY PIECE OF-" I stop immediately when I see who walks out of the car..what is he doing here?.

"What do you want Brian?" I ask as my ex walks around his car over to me.
"Can't I say hi to a friend?" He asks I cross my hands across my chest and tap my foot against the ground impatiently.

"Who the hell do you think you are creep?" I ask before trying to walk around him he grabs my arm and turns me to look at him. His eyes look unfocused and his pupils are strangely dilated.

"Their coming for you their gonna get you both no matter how fast you run you can never hide" I stare wide eyed at him. His grips tightens and I push him off of me before running down the street.

Run
Running
It's all I can do to get away.
Who was coming for me I didn't understand but it was the second time today and and I'm starting to think its a sick prank or a strange coincidence.

"Idle are you home?!" I hear my mother yell from the kitchen I run up the stairs and lock my room. I don't want to speak to anyone else not tonight at least.

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My throat is so dry and I feel the wetness of my sweat as I shoot out of my bed and down the stairs. I look to my phone and see its 2am and the light in the kitchen is on. I cautiously walk over to it knowing my mom and Trent wouldn't be up this late.

When I reach the kitchen I open the door and see myself. My kitchen isn't my kitchen its a church and I'm standing there with a black book in my hand. The book dangles over the fire. I stare at myself confused.

This has to be a dream
It must be a dream

I chant this to myself and close my eyes. I try to reopen them but I'm turning and turning in darkness and I can't see anything. I land softly on a bed and look up at chase hovering over me with a smirk. I try to speak but I can't, that's when I feel the pain shoot through my stomach, I shoot past chase and then the room shifts into a hall of many many mirrors.

I look at myself through the mirror and try' and scream but it comes out muffled as I look at my mouth that has been stitch shut. My heart races I try and scream for help. The room starts to turn and turn and turn while laughter fills the room.
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I wake screaming and sweating. In my bed.

"Idle idle what's wrong?" I hear mom say as she rushes into the room in her silk robe followed shortly after by Trent.
"I-um-" I start but I can't help but feel a sense of relief at hearing my own voice again.

"Idle it's okay you can tell us"
"It was just a nightmare that's all" I say, my mother looks concern as she gets up from her position on my bed to turn on the lamp.

She looked at Trent then back at me. Oh no.
"Idle we think maybe it's time to see a do-"

"No no no don't even finish that. I'm fine I swear okay it's just a nightmare everyone gets those" I say taking the glass of water Trent had managed to get in under two seconds.
"I wouldn't be so worried if it was one nightmare. But idle it's every night now and after that I know you don't sleep I see you walking around at 4 in the morning getting ready for school" she says. Damn it I swear I was quiet.

"Mom please I don't need medication and I'm fine I swear it's just a phase okay" she doesn't look one bit convinced.

"Idle I think your mother is right. We've been talking about it and we think it be best" Trent says. I stare shocked how long have they been talking about me like this? How long has my nightmares been going on?.

"Listen I appreciate you doing what parents do even you Trent. You make a great dad and all but I really don't need psychiatric care"

" your appointment is this Sunday...I know we should have told you idle but we knew you would never agree" I stare shocked at them both.
"Fine but I go alone and on my board" I say they look at one another and my mother lets out a sigh before nodding.

"Fine" I nod and urge them to leave they do so and close the door behind them.

Do I really need help?
Have the dreams been getting worse?
What was with the stitched mouth?
And my biggest question is about something that has been in every nightmare.....

What' is the black book?