Illusion of my dreams

My precious

Songs were playing and the air was filled with drunken laughter. I managed to stand up and stumbled against the wall as I tried making my way up to my room.

I dragged myself up the endless stairs and when I had finally arrived I was already out of breath. I leaned against the wall for support whilst slowly sauntering over to the door infront of me. My fingers laid themselves onto the cold doorknob before twisting it to the right causing a small click to escape. I entered the room, only to find blood everywhere.

" what the fuck?!"

I yelled with fear.

My heart sunk at the amount of blood that was covering the carpeting.

I staggered backwards only to meet Bill.

" well hello."

He hissed as he spinned me around.

" what happened?"

I angrily asked as I stared back at the blood covered ground.

" I told you, your mine."

He snarled as he pierced his dark eyes into mine. My heart started racing at his harsh touch and my head was pounding with fear.

" oh fuck, where's Lana?!"

I asked.

I was so afraid and couldn't imagine the horrible things he could've done to her.

" where is she?"

I asked whilst growing impatient.

" she should've kept her hands away from you."

Bill simply replied, his gaze cold. He gently set me aside and walked into the room, his boots covered with Lana's blood. He sadistically smirked as he kneeled down to watch the splatters of blood. " what did you do to her?" I asked, tears welling up in the corners of my eyes as I watched Bill trail his finger over the carpet.

" I just gave her what she asked for."

My heart shattered in thousand pieces at his words and I felt like I was about to throw up.

A tear rolled down my cheek whilst I started to grow drowsy. I couldn't believe it. First Dia and now Lana? I barely knew her. Bill took everything too serious. I tried blinking the tears away but I was just too overwhelmed by everything that had happened these past days and I couldn't keep myself together for any longer. I just crumbled to the floor, cupping my face with my shaky hands.

Eventually I was sobbing into my own palms, trying to comfort myself. I could feel Bill staring at me. Suddenly I felt a gentle hand placing itself onto my shoulder. I looked up, meeting gazes with Bill. His eyes were sorrow as he watched me. I just allowed him to hold me since I couldn't even keep myself up anymore. Bill sat down next to me, his back against the wall, me in his arms.

I felt his fingers stroke my hair as I cried.

" you love her?"

He suddenly asked.

" no."

My voice cracked.

" I was just drunk."

I sighed as I tried wiping my tears.

I felt Bills heartbeat as he hugged me tightly. Lana was also just a girl. Maybe she was a whore but she didn't deserve that. I already pictured everything infront of me.

Bill murdering her, brutally.

I still remembered how Lana looked at me for the first time, her eyes blissfully and her lips plump. Was Bill jealous? I was too exhausted to keep myself awake and just drifted off in Bills arms. The moment that my eyes closed I could feel myself fall into a deep endless hole filled with comfort. My favorite snacks, my favorite movies and ofcourse my favorite plushie. I just wanted to go back to my old and secure life.