Dream

Chapter 6

I stared at the woman in front of me, her smile unwavering. I looked down at myself to find I was more of an adult than teen now, and so was the woman.

Behind her was a scene I had tried so hard to forget. My mother was already on her way to the hospital, but now I knew her soul wouldn't even make the trip. There were police cars littered around, and 'caution' tape around two cars.

They had said my sister was lucky to survive the crash. That it was a shame her car hit her own mother's.

All I could do now was sit and remember the horror of seeing my mother's unmoving body in the driver's seat.

"It was hard wasn't it? Knowing that you could never tell anyone the truth. Knowing that a nightmare had become reality."

My eyes drifted from the scene to my sister's gaze.

"Why-" it was all I could manage to croak, "why are you here?"

"Oh it took a while, but it was too hard to resist when I found out that the wonderful world have offered me a job to create a dream world, or should I say to hack a dream world to create nightmare realm, and, more importantly, you were going to be my first test subject! 'How delightful' I had said." She stared at me with a loathing hatred no one can express, but they just feel.

It felt like that exact same moment when I first saw my sister with that look, that complete resentment, in her eyes when before all I thought that was there was love.

"Why do you hate me so?" I repeated the question I had asked millions of times before, a question the was never truly answered.

"Because you took everything away from me. You took everything and still had the audacity to act like it was welcome to me with open arms." She still smiled throughout saying this. Her grin seeming to stretch from ear to ear.

I stared at her. "But it was open to you. You just never took it."

We both stared at each other, mine were filled with pity and hers with hate.

The scene melted from my past to one fear I had never hoped to face.

We were on an arch very, very high up, and to make it worse, it was very thin.

My sister smiled and looked down.

"Don't you just love this view?"

I continued to stare up at the sky. "She's toying with me," I thought, "she's having fun with this."

"Aww come on," she gave me a playful look, "too scared to even look down?"

I gave the woman before me a glare.

"Fine then. Be a spoilsport. But even then, you haven't even uttered my name. Do you know how rude that is to not even say your dear sister's name?"

I started to clutch the arch with my legs and hands, and looked down.

Very, very high. No chance of jumping.

I looked behind me, and past my sister. No buildings were within jumping distance.

"Your not that thinking of escaping? Are you? Did you forget that I control this world?"

Then, an idea popped into my head. Maybe a dim-witted one, but an idea.

I looked up at my sister and stood up on the arch.

"Well then, let's have a battle of the minds shall we?"

I gave her a smile as the woman's psychotic grin turned into an annoyed frown.

That's when I jumped.