Dollface

Part 16

He points his gun straight at Emily and not a second later a shot rings through the air.

I: SIMON!!!!!!!!

A blood curdling scream rips through my chest as I quickly sit up on my bed. My eyes were wide as I scanned my surroundings to see nothing but my empty room. It was all a dream.

I breathe heavily, trying to calm myself down but soon bursting into tears. My head touches my knees as I hug my legs tightly. Never in my life have I had such a traumatic nightmare, it only made me more aware that I have to live this horrible life for the rest of my life.

Suddenly the door is thrown open and Simon rushes in, spotting me immediately.

S: What the hell happened?!

I look up from my knees to see his face showing a slight look of concern, the tears continuing to stream down my cheeks as he examines the room to see if anyone has been here.

When he sees that the room is empty, he comes over to me and sits on the edge of the bed.

S: What's wrong? Are you hurt? Did you see anyone? T-
I: I-it was just a nightmare...
S: Isa, it's pretty hard to believe that a nightmare would make you scream so loud.

I could feel my heart beating rapidly against my ribcage as I covered my face with my hands...

I: Shit.

I sob again, barely able to take a breath, instead they come out as little gasps desperately seeking air.

S: Isa. Isabell, calm down. Get some air first.

He grabs my wrists and forces my hands away from my face.

S: Drink this.

He grabs the glass of water on my nightstand and hands it to me, watching with furrowed eyebrows and the same intense face he always has as I drink every last drop.

I: ...thank you.
S: Are you in pain? Are you OK?
I: Completely scarred for life, but otherwise I'm fine.

I say, annoyed that he doesn't care, I'm absolutely desperate.

S: Then you don't need me here.

He starts to get up, but I grab his finger at the last minute and look into his beautiful dark eyes, the darkness really brought out their beauty, they were the most visible thing compared to everything else, it was enough to assure me that it was all a dream.

I: Can... *sigh* can you stay? until I at least go back to sleep?
S: Isa I-
I: Simon, please.

I let my shoulders slump as I give him pleading eyes.

S: ... fine.

He exhales and brushes the hair out of his eyes with his hand.

I: Thank you.

I lie back down and close my eyes, pulling the sheet up to my chin. Not even a moment later I feel myself dozing off, but then I feel Simon's fingers touch my cheek and brush a strand of hair from my face.

S: *sigh* So much for going back to silence.

He whispers to himself, then I feel the mattress rise again due to the weight loss and all I could hear was his footsteps disappearing into nothingness as he left the room.

~ ~ ~ ~
The next morning I sat by the fountain in front of the house. I needed some fresh air, some peace and quiet to get rid of this nightmare in my head. My minute of silence was then interrupted when someone spoke behind me.

?: Excuse me? Are you supposed to sit here?

I turned my head to the side to see a young man, about the same age as Emily. I frowned and started to say something, but the boy put a strong grip on my arm and pulled me up harshly from my seat.