Nightmare

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by storietimez

by storietimez

Bam's POV

"Who's there?"

"Bree."

"Come in, I guess."

Bree slowly opened my door. Guessing I was mad- which I wasn't- she cautiously proceeded to stalk toward my bed.

"Damn, Bree.. How long does it take to get over here? Ten thousand years?"

She laughed, "Oh shut it, Bam."

I chuckled, putting my hands behind my head. I closed my eyes. Feeling a slight breeze pass over me, I peeked out of one eye. Seeing Bree wasn't there, I opened both eyes. The room had gone dark. This wasn't right. I sat up, squinting as I tried to make out shapes in the darkness. Had Bree done this? I heard an ungodly noise, a low growl along with a hiss directly to my right. Heart pounding, I shot a glance toward my right. That was when I saw her. It was Bree, no doubt. She had changed, A LOT. Eyes glowing red, and I mean literally glowing. Piercing the darkness like fire. I grabbed my handy flashlight, shining it upon her face. She had the corners of her mouth torn ear to ear, a wicked grin upon her features. Her teeth were sharp like razor fangs. They were a dark red color. I moved the light down her frame, she was covered in a crimson liquid, like it had been splashed on her. I hadn't wanted to find out what this was, assuming it was blood and she was here to kill me. I shot up, running downstairs, it didn't FEEL like I was running though. I flipped the light on downstairs, seeing the bodies of Chris, Raab, Novak, Ape, Phil, Knoxville, Steve-o, Wee Man, Preston, Dave, Danger Ehren, and Dunn on piled upon one another, mangled and hardly reconizable. I gasped and went to turn, only to see Bree standing there, right behind me, peering at me. She unleashed a loud scream, leaping on me....

I screamed and bolted upward. I was sweating. Breathing heavily as I looked around my sunlit room. It had been a nightmare. Why had those become so often lately? I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, calming myself. I heard a knock on the door. Silently staring, I managed to force two words out, "W-who's there?"

"Knoxville."

I sighed in relief. It was only Johnny.

"Okay, come in, Knox."

He opened my door, his facial expression was one of worry. He sat on the edge of my bed, placing a hand on my leg, "Are you okay?"

I thought about it, was I okay? I shook my head no, chewing on my bottom lip as I looked up at him.

"Why not?"

".... Nightmares.."

"Oh, I see.. Care to tell me what about?"

I raised a brow, confused. I never saw Johnny like this. Not to anyone, well.. Madison was an exception, she was his daughter, after all.

"No.. I don't want to talk about it. It'll only bring more."

And with that, he understood. He patted my leg, standing, smiling down at me, "Only way you're gonna get over it, Bam. Come talk to me when you're ready, okay?"

I nodded, being "ready" was going to take a while.. I just wanted more sleep than I had gotten. I laid back down, drifting off to sleep eventually. (So sorry it took so long.. I got busy.)