BRIANNA JACKSON
Me and Ty were laying down im my bed,watcing a movie. It wasn't even funny, we were just bored. He asked me if i wanted to go to the club earlier and I told him no.
He was laying ontop of my back, but I didn't care. He laughed and it shook my whole body. " Gas Pedal " Started playing from my phone, and grabbed it.
It was a text from Trey.
Trey: How come your not at the club?
Me: I didn't want to go
Trey: How are you going to get used to what we do on a daiy basic if you don't want to 'go' ?
Me: You know what Trey, cut the fucking bull shit. If I don't want to go then I don't want to fuckng go, get over it and worry about you.
Trey: Whatever
Me: This conversation was over whne I ended, and when I end it I end it. Now BYE bitch ass no good motherchucking nigga.
I turned off my phone after that. He always finds a way to piss me of, no matter what. That shit is annoying as hell. I swear if he wasn't my brother he would have been dead, and threw in the ocean. With Chyna .
Ty looked at me, sensing something was wrong. I just shook my head and laid it down on the soft pillow. I could feel myself dozing off. Ty got off of me and put me under the covers. He went to the bathroom and came back in the room. He got under the covers with me, kissing me goodnight.
DREAM
It was cold and I was in a dark room. I had tape around my mouth and ropes around my hands, feet, and legs. I screamed, but it was muffled. The room lit up, with Chyna standing by a door.
" You thought you could get away? " She said, slapping me. " You'll never get away form, I'm your worse nightmare. "
If I wasn't tied up I would have slapped the shit out of her, and pucnhed her in the nose. She pulled something shiny out of her pocket, which was a pocket knife.
She walked towards me and stabbed me in my stomach, I couldn't do anything, but sit there in agony, it was too much pain to control. She cut me across my amrs, legs........Everywhere. I was bloody and crying. The next thing I know she pulls out a gun and I freeze. She startes to chuckle this evil ass fucking laugh.
" Now you can die the way I want you to. " She said, shooting me in my knee cap, blood quirting out.
I wanted to scream so bad. She shot me in the stomach next, more blood. She walks over to a corner of the room. I hear a rumble, and whip my head to where she's at. She had a chainsaw in her hand. She walked towards me and just took my head off. BLood was everywhere, my head was on the ground, and my body was still in the chair.
She took my head and put it in a big ass Jar. Then she set it next to the other heads of Tyga's ex's.
DREAM OVER
I wake up screaming and in sweats. I run to the bathroom and look at my self. I literally strip butt naked and look to see if I have any scars, marks, just anything. That dream felt so damn real, it wasn't even funny. At least my head is still here.
I walked back in the room, with clothes on. Ty was sitting up, rubbing his eyes. i had brushed my teeth in the bathroom too. I couldn't stand my breath when I woke up.
" Sorry I woke you up. " I said, pecking his lips.
" It's alright, but why were you screaming? " HE asked, pulling me back into bed.
" Bad dream. "
" Want to tell me about it? "
" Not right now, maybe in the morning. Let's go back to sleep. "
" Alright. "
I fell asleep in Ty's arms, hoping no more bad dreams would come.
