Dreams of blood

Prologue

It was dark, really dark. So dark that she couldn't realise where she was, she didn't know if that place was a room or some kind of black hole she fell off. The thing was, she wasn't scared, she wasn't panicking at all about it, about looking for an exit... Till she saw it. The bright light in front of her, miles away. She didn't know why but she was walking into it, her feet decided to walk without her permission to do so. Still, she wasn't scared but she felt stupid at the fact that she couldn't control herself, in this case her feet.
As she kept walking, the little bright light was now growing into something more bigger than she expected and when she finally could make her feet stop, she was so close to it that she got blind at first because of all that bright white light. After five minutes trying to see something between all that light she looked surprised how her fingers were trying to catch that beautiful light but instead of that, what she catch was a hand.
And then, is when she felt scared.

She stared at her hand, holding another hand completely different as hers, it was a masculine hand, probably the person who belonged to was as young as her because it was a really beautiful hand besides of all the blood it had on it.

Blood. She left out a little groan, she couldn't stand in front of blood, since she was eight years old she couldn't tolerate see blood. It reminded her that day, when she came back from school and her parents where murdered. All their blood splattered everywhere and she couldn't help it but lost her conscience... When she woke up, she was at the hospital and she didn't know about her parents anymore, every time she asked someone they stood at her with sad face and change the subject like they didn't hear a thing.

Before she could lose her conscience, she stopped staring at that bloody hand and look up, trying to find the owners face.
It took her some minutes to find him, as the bright light was still there, shining with all the power it had. He was handsome, his face was the most beautiful thing she have ever seen, his blue eyes were deep and dark, probably hiding more secrets than she could ever know, she thought. His lips were covered by blood but still she did see they were some kind of mixture between red and pink, impossible to determine which one of them dominated on the other. His cheeks were covered on blood as well and then it's when she realised she should help him instead of stood at him and study his face.

"Alissa, please help me" he whispered.
"How come do you know my name?" she said surprised.
"Does is really matter? If you don't help me right now, then it will be too late for us..." as he said that, he couldn't help it and cough, blood dripping out of his mouth and going down his throat.
"Alright, what am I supposed to do? How can I make this stop? How do I help you?"
"I need you to wake up" he took a deep breath "you have to make yourself wake up from this dream, please".
"Are you kidding me? How do you know this is a dream? And if it's a dream then you're not in danger in real life, are you? So let's just finish this stupid conversation, I have better things to dream about" she said annoyed.
"Alissa, listen to me. You have to trust me, wake yourself up from this dream and everything will be alright" he coughed again "if you don't, things will get really messy and believe me when I say this... There's nothing else in this world that I want more to you to wake up right now and stop this. Please, make yourself feel the sheets around your body, feel your pyjamas covering your body, the pillow under your head, your arms around that teddy you can't never ever leave because it reminds you of your parents..."
"How do you know..."
"Just do it, for once Alissa, trust me" he shouted.

Without anything else to say, she closed her eyes, still holding his hand and start to make herself feel all the things he said. When she opened her eyes again, she was alone in her bed.

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Hello guys, this is the first time I write something here! I used to write on blogs, I still got some lost on the internet haha but they're in Spanish... People used to like what I write 3 years ago, I hope it's still the same now because I'm back in business! Thank you for reading this story and I hope you enjoy it. Love, Zora.