"Wait... Wait... So you're telling me that you are having visions of things from your past?" Naomi asks. We are now in my room at my house.
"Yes... Except the one where I was falling. I don't know where that came from." I respond.
"So what does this girl have to do with anything? And who is it?"
"The guy from when I was in school said that my past isn't done with. I think that means that everything I'm seeing is from unresolved issues." I begin to explain. "I was thinking about it and the only unresolved issues I have are from old relationships." Naomi's eyes widen.
"What?!" She reaches to touch my forehead. "Are you sick? Are you high? OhmyGod your high. BABE!"
"Naomi I'm not high or sick. I'm serious." I say and grab Naomi's hand off my face. "I don't know who it is, but it is on of my ex-girlfriends." Naomi shakes her head.'
"No... No... No... You just need to go to sleep." Naomi pushes me to lay down and then turns on the TV before laying on top of me with a blanket. "Go to sleep. Tomorrow is our anniversary. Everything will be fine." I blow my breath out of frustration. I knew she wouldn't understand.
While I was asleep, I had dream that didn't seem quite like a dream. I felt as if it were real. Inside the dream, I was sitting at some sort of dining table. It was rectangular with 3 chairs on the longer sides and one chair sitting next to me, Naomi was there. However, the side exactly across from me has only one occupied chair with one empty. The man in this chair was a tall, black man wearing a gray suit.
"Baby?" Naomi taps my shoulder. "Is that the girl you were talking about?" Naomi points at the seat to my left and it was the same burnt girl. She still doesn't have on any clothes.
"Yea... Are you really here with me or are you a part of my dream?" I ask. I am truly confused. If she is in my dream, then how?
"Yes. I'm here." Naomi responded. The huge doors behind us open but, before we can turn around to see who it is, everything goes black.
The next morning, Naomi and I dress in matching outfits before heading out. We are wearing matching black pants and purple t-shirts. We wear jean jackets, except mine has the sleeves ripped off. We decided to go to IHOP for breakfast. Luckily, Sammy works there so we get seated quickly in the best booth there.
"I will be back in a second with your order." Sammy informed us as our waitress. "Then we can talk."
"Thanks, Sam." I say. "Okay, so here's what we know. There are 6 chairs left to fill at that table from last night."
"Who sits in those seats though?" Naomi ask.
"If my theory is correct, the girl there is Adrianna Woods. Then the people left include: Ebba Rivera, Anna Chiola, Aliyah Bowman, Na'Asia Johnson, Shyanne Blackburn."
"That's five." Naomi responds. "You need six and I know your not going to dump or cheat on me. Unless you already did...???"
"Hell no. I love you and only you. Just like 4 years ago today." I really love her more than anything and I kiss her to prove it.
"Alright. I'm back" Sammy sits across from us. "I think I know the 6th person. Remember 8th grade when everyone thought that you were dating Veronica Perkins?"
"Yea and? That doesn't count" I say too fast. "We didn't date"
"Friends with benefits counts as dating." Naomi says. I groan out of annoyance and stare out the window. While looking out the window, I see a white car pull into the parking. Once again, everything stop around me except the car this time. "Babe, what are you looking at?" Naomi? how is she not frozen? I notice she is still leaned against my chest and holding my hand.
"Look out the window, but keep touching me in some way." I say. "Whoever I touch can see what I see." Naomi turns around while still holding my hand. We watch a new girl step out the car. At first, all we can see is the back of her which looks fine but when she turns around we both gasp at the sight. It is easy to tell that the girl was Ebba Rivera. She had cuts and gashes spread across her body. Her skin was peeling and certain pieces look as if it is in sheets. I heard Naomi gag from behind me which catches my attention for literally half a second. When I look back outside, Ebba is gone. I look around until I find her sitting right next to Sam. Naomi gets scared and let's go of my hand. She doesn't freeze for some reason but, before I can question it, Ebba begins to speak.
"This is what you did to me." She begins to speak and I feel a chill go down my spine. "I loved you so much. You wouldn't talk to me. Your communication with me was very choppy. My only question is: Do you still love me?" She reaches out her hand for me to shake. As soon as I touch her hand, her body starts to fade ending with her hand.
"What the fuck is wrong with you two?" That is the first thing Sammy says when Naomi and I wake up. "You can't sleep and cuddle here. Get a room." Sam gets up and goes back to work. Naomi and I finish eating and head back to my house. What we experienced with Ebba was intense so Naomi wants to chill out a little bit.
On the way home, I stop at Wawa and load up with junk food. All we do when we got to my house watch movies on Netflix and eat candy until we fall asleep with Naomi laying on my chest. I wake up with Naomi shaking my shoulders.
"Babe?" Naomi says. "Jamal is calling you."
"Ugh!! What the fuck?" I really don't want to talk to anyone right now. I answer the phone anyway. "Hello?"
"Dude you sound tired." Jamal says. I look down a see Naomi fell back asleep and I comb my fingers through her hair to avoid flipping out. "You should go to sleep."
"I was sleep. With my girlfriend. Minding my business. What do you want?"
"Well I invited all the girls I know to my house."
"Okay. And?"
"That includes my Ex's."
"Your an idiot. Next your going to ask me to come over so you don't get jumped. Right?"
"See you at 9"
"Fuck You." I hung up at look at the time. It's 6:30. I don't bother setting an alarm before I fall asleep. I open my eyes and I am back at the dining room table. I look over to Naomi and mouth the words "Here we go."

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Bitter Ex's - Be Careful Who You Dump
HorrorJeremiah Baskerville, 18 year old senior at Absegami High, starts to have strange imagines that he believed were hallucinations or dreams. Later to find out that they were something worse. Much worse.