My Bunny Boy

Chapter 25: Chrissy: Nightmares and Spirits

~A/N: okay. This first part of the chapter is what I called 'graphic' last time. It's not too bad. It's only a nightmare. Ha! Anyone get that reference? No? Ugh, why am I the only one who like NateWantsToBattle!?~

  I was in a dark room. Sam was curled in a ball on the floor, shaking madly. I ran over to him.

"Sam?" I asked. "Sam are you alright?"

No answer.

"Sam!" I pulled him up. His eyes were all black with two, small, white dots in the middle of them.

"Sam?"

He gripped my shoulders. Tightly. I touched his face with my hand.

"Sam? Can you hear me? It's me, Chrissy."

"Chri-ssy?" Sam said.

"Yes Sam. I'm here."

"Ka-ru?"

"Yes. Chrissy Karu."

All of the sudden, Sam had a knife in his right hand. It looked exactly like Yuki's: kitchen knife, covered in blood. He was raising it above my head.

"Sam? What's wrong with you?"

"You did this to me!" Sam's voice got deeper. It sounded straight out of a horror film.

"Sam! What're you doing?"

He didn't answer. He just stabbed.

Everything changed. I was standing in front of a window. The window looked into another room. Sam was in that room, laying on the ground...in chains.

"Hello Chrissy," my father's voice said. "Glad to see you've made it."

"You," I said. "Don't talk to me!"

"Chrissy dear, I just wanted to tell you what this little show is about."

"I don't want to hear what you have to say."

"I'll tell you anyway. You see, as I told you, Mr. Gladiator here has a problem. He needs to be taken care of. I will tell my assistant here to...give him something. I want you to watch."

"No!" I tried to look away, but my head wouldn't move.

A man came into the room. He had a needle in his hand. He walked over to Sam. Sam tried to crawl away, but the chains were holding him still. The man stuck the needle into Sam's neck, and he screamed.

"No! Sam!" I started to cry. All I could do was put my hands against the window.

Soon, the man took the needle out of Sam's neck. Sam was in the floor, not moving. Not breathing. I cried. Maybe it was vision going blurry from the tears, but the room, Sam, everything seemed to dissolve. The last thing I heard was a faint voice saying, "Chrissy. Wake up."

~

"Chrissy. Chrissy wake up!"

My eyes flew open. Chan was shaking my good shoulder.

"Wha-what happened?" I asked.

"You had a nightmare."

"Wait, it wasn't real? Oh thank goodness."

"Was it bad?"

"Very."

I sat up. It was early morning. Sam, Taurtis, and Grian were still sleeping.

"How'd you wake up?" I asked Chan. "They're still fast asleep."

"I don't know how they are still sleeping," Chan said, pointing to the boys. "You were screaming."