𝑮𝒐𝒅 𝑶𝒇 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆

The Intense Nightmares

AVA

Shadows surround me blocking the sunlight from hitting my face. Wrinkled hands appear in my vision choking me. I desperately gasp for air as the grip tightens cutting out my air supply. The suffocation is killing me, my weak attempts to remove the hands from my neck does nothing.

"Did you think you will escape me?"

"I came for you. I always do"

My legs kick in the air trying to find an escape, to finally breathe in air but the hands that strangles me is strong. My body accept the defeat, my legs give out welcoming the aftermath. A shadowy figure appears behind my assaulter peeling the hands away from me. Air rushes back to my lungs pulling me away from knocking on hell's door.

That's when my eyes open. Someone is pounding on my door, voice laced with panic. For the life of me I can't decipher their words as I am always disoriented after having intense nightmares.

The darkness from the dream clears and my vision is greeted with the variant pink color of my room. The softness of my bed, pillow and the quilt I am holding in death grip eases my tension. The familiarity of my room brings comfort and I recognize the voices from outside as my friends. The girls are now arguing with each other never stopping their loud knocking.

I swing my bedroom door open and the girls breathe a sigh of relief. Cecy's hands are at her hips as she glares at me.

"What the hell, Ava? We have been knocking forever"

"Loud enough to wake the whole of Britain"

"Apparently not enough to wake you up"

"Loud sleeper. What's the matter anyway?"

Cecy and Glyn give me a funny look and that's when I notice their outfits. They are dressed for college which means I am running late. Glyn stifles a laugh when she sees the look of realization in my face.

"You have 20 minutes. Get ready"

The time following went in a blur with me practically flying across the room. I bathed, got ready, took the sandwich Cecy made for me and was out for college. Royal Elite University is sprawled on the northern part of the Brighton Islands, one of the best university for the elites. My baby pink backpack rests on my shoulders, my skirt reaches my thighs matching my heels.

I saunter through the university entrance with the girls when I see a familiar Porsche comes to a halt. Remi steps out looking like a runaway model with his perfect aristocratic nose and looks. Creigh steps out from passenger side, together he and Remi walks towards us with the latter grinning widely. Remi holds me and Cecy by our shoulders.

"How are my favorite bitches doing?"

"Remi, you just saw us yesterday" Glyn says.

"So many things could happen overnight Glyn"

"Nothing much except for the fact Ava slept like a dead"

Remi wiggles his eyebrow at me "Rough night. Yeah?"

My mind reels back to yesterday night's party at the club, dancing like there is no tomorrow. Remi and I were as high as a kite. We both are the only people in our gang to party hard.