Sweetheart Nightmares

Start Of A Nightmare

It is currently 11:23 and I am getting ready to sneak out with my best friend Emmi. We are sneaking out to go smoke by the bridge. I change quietly into a denim mini skirt and a long-sleeved black borg collar soft cardigan. I put on some white socks and my platform heel boots. This is one of my favourite outfits ever.

I leave my long, luscious midnight hair down in beach waves. I put on my makeup to cover some bruises on my legs. I sigh and sneak out into our long corridor. My mother is a deep sleeper and my father is passed out drunk on the couch. I just have to make it past my father first. I've done it before so I should be able to again. I watch my father lay on the couch with an alcohol bottle in his hand, his legs spread out on the top of the couch. I watch him with my eyes full of sorrow.

I manage to make it past him and zoom out the door as fast as I can. I'm meant to meet Emmi at our beautiful willow tree in about 5 minutes. My heels make a thick noise as I walk at a fast pace.

I make it here and I use my hands to gently spread the willow strands out my hand as I pass through. I pull out my phone and I call Emmi.

"Hey girl, I'm here. Where are you?" I speak down the phone.

"Haha look to your left," Emmi says, I look to my left and see Emmi trotting her way down to me.

"Glad you made it out that house safe, how's it been?" Emmi asks as we walk to the bridge.

"Pfft surprised I even made it. My mother was sound asleep and my father was out drunk on the couch, as per usual!" Emmi caresses my arm as she feels bad.

"Hopefully your dad doesn't find out you snuck out, you always get away with it though," Emmi smiles. We chatted together peacefully for a little while as we sat on the bridge railings. A whole glowing moon view in front of us. Emmi takes out her cigarettes and passes me one and lights it for me. I take a slow hit as I inhale and exhale. Feels good.

"So! Updates on Dylan?" Emmi asks, lighting her cigarette. "Well, ever since we broke up he has been viewing my socials a lot. But I feel like I need to move on and so does he," I reply, taking another hit.

"Hm, I agree,"

Me and Emmi talk about boys more. I love my deep conversations with Emmi. It's like my safe spot.

Suddenly, down by the other side of the bridge, there was a massive car revving noise and a bunch of crowd noises.

"God, what is that?" I say, irritated. I jump down from the railing and look down at the other side.

"Holy shit! Emmi come look down here," I stood there gazing at the 4 cars lined up and the most biggest crowd I'd ever seen. This was Tokyo. Me and Emmi have only been here for about 2 weeks. So we haven't explored the place fully yet. But I didn't know car shows went on!

"Woah! We should go down there!" Emmi suggests. I seriously look at her. Emmi throws her burnt-out cig on the floor and crushes it with her foot. Emmi runs and drags my hand with her. We are now running to whatever this monstrosity is.

We squeeze through the crowd, making our way to the very front to take a real look. There were 4 pitch black cars out in a line in front of us. The number plates were...there names? What sort of idiots put their name on a number plate? The 4 names were,
Georg, Gustav, Bill and Tom, in that exact order.

I stare around and I see 5 people in a corner. I recognize one of them...

"I swear that's my dad's childhood mate, he is the one who persuaded us to even come here," I state. "Oh, umm Carlos!"

"Yes! I haven't seen him in ages. I'm going to see him, he's my favourite haha!" Me and Emmi start walking our way to Carlos. It felt weird because everyone was behind us so I felt as if all eyes were on us. I heard some comments from the gathering behind us that were a bit uncomfortable. But I brushed it off.

It is Carlos! He looks to the side and immediately sees us. "Vanessa!" Carlos shouts. Carlos was a little older than my dad.

"Hey, Carlos!" I shake my black, wavey hair around as I hug him. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at home?" Carlos asks.

Me and Emmi look at each other suspiciously. "Vanessa. Don't worry, I won't tell. And Emmi how are you!" Carlos was a happy man. He had a big heart.

"Doing good!" Emmi smiles back. "The real question is, who are you with?" I lower my tone a little bit as I look at the rest.

"Oh, that's Tokio Hotel, one of the biggest car races. As well as a mafia gang." Carlos takes my hint and lowers his tone too.  A mafia gang?!

Carlos swifts around and puts his elbow on my shoulder. "Hey guys! This is Vanessa and Emmi," I gulp.

They twist their heads around. They all looked, fierce looking. One guy was staring right into my natural green eyes. We practically locked eyes right with each other. He had long raven cornrows and his whole outfit was dark and mysterious. He also has this lip ring, glimmering in the moonlight. I broke the eye contact as the 4 came closer.

The boy with the cornrows comes straight up to me. He was surprisingly tall compared to my height, he was overtopping me.

"Tom," He takes my hand and kisses the back, what a gentleman. I smile softly as I look over to Emmi. She's with a guy with jet black hair and looked...gothic? I do realise that he and Tom have the same features, the nose, and the lips.

I give Tom an awkward smile as I head to stand next to Emmi. Tom seems too mysterious, like he's always watching me and my expressions. I have a gut feeling that this gang thing is a bad idea.

"Oh, Vanessa! This is Bill," Emmi exclaims. I give him a nice smile. He looked like a sweet guy, but had a cold expression on his face.

"Since you guys are new, would you care to join us on a car race? Be our little passenger," Bill scrunched his nose.

"Of course!" Emmi screams. I look at Emmi because I'm not so sure.

"Vanessa?"
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Here is the first chapter! Hopefully these introduction seems interesting. By the way, in this story we are going to see Bill and Emmis's perspective. Another thought of mine is I'm not sure about this chapter! You guys let me know but there is a big journey to come on this story. Hope you enjoy!