A Poisoned Mind

Chapter fifty seven

(Your name)’s POV:

Your eyes reluctantly opened, to feel a soft index finger stroking your hairline. Waking up on Olly’s sofa, you saw Siobhan kneeled in front of you “hello sweetie, you okay? Olly told me what happened,” she said quietly as well as softly “I’m okay, how are you?” You asked quietly “I’m okay honey, get some sleep,” she said softly “but I must go...” “No, you’re staying here tonight in the spare room, Olly just popped out to get some medicine,” she said “why?” You asked slightly panicked “you don’t look very well... You don’t seem to have your glow no more, you need it back,” she sighed “why don’t you pop upstairs and go to bed? Get a good night sleep,” she said softly “okay,” you said sounding like a small child, before removing yourself very weakly from the sofa, but you took the blanket and pillow with you, and carried them upstairs, but you realized you had Siobhan run off in front of you, so by the time you got to the spare room, Siobhan was standing outside greeting you by the door with a fresh pair of her PJs for you to lend “thanks,” you said weakly, as you slowly took the PJs and went in to the spare room “goodnight! I’ll check on you, in the morning,” she said sweetly, as she shut your door allowing you to get yourself ready for bed, but the only thing you wanted, was your bed, which made you want to start crying.

Settling in to bed, you pulled the covers over you and looked out the window and glanced up at the stars, before you knew it your eyes were heavy and your mind was drifting off in to a dream...

Nightmare:

In flashing dark images of, Aston kicking you hard in the stomach, reading the magazine, the argument with Aston, Aston slamming you up against the mirror, Aston kicking you hard in the stomach and an old argument you and Aston had... These images never stopped coming! But these images made you more scared of Aston than anything!

End of Nightmare:

Gasping in terror, as you shot up in bed, with your breathing fast as anything, sweat rolling of your brow, your body feeling physically sick along with being unbearably hot! You swallowed hard and couldn’t seem to swallow that well, looking at the side of your bed there was a glass of water, picking it up quickly you drunk all of it, before having to start removing yourself for the toilet, but you slowly attempted to get out of bed to creep over to the bathroom, by that time you’d need the toilet.

Coming out the toilet, you done what you needed to do, before walking your way back down the corridor, you had nothing on, but you PJs and ugg boot slippers, but instead of going back in to your room for the night, you walked past it and down the stairs, before slipping out the front door, and wondering off in to the night... Having no idea where you were going, freezing cold, and scared... Something was eating your brain in to doing things you’d never do!

Aston’s POV:

I was sitting in the meeting room waiting for the lads to arrive! The argument that me and (Your name) had replayed all in my head over and over again, the night before I hardly got any sleep because of it! Sighing, I realized the lads were over ten minutes late, in coming in... Where on the planet are they?! Suddenly Marvin came running in to the room “dude...” He interpreted me “right you can come with us or not, but we have a problem!” He said “why?” I asked confused “(Your name)’s gone missing, she went since last night, so you can come join or you don’t have to bother at all, it’s up to you,” he panted, as he had been running. Should I go help and look for her?