Nightmare (Short Story)

Nightmare: Chapter ten

 I want to dedicate Chapter nine and throughout to The_Kitty_Lover on Meez.com. I role-play with her and she has been helping me with the story. She's really awesome. <3 I hope you enjoy this chapter...as things get a bit...weird.

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    Bree's mouth was full of blood in a minute. She had no idea why. Her tongue found a hole in her mouth. It was a bit small, but tons of blood came out like a water tank being pushed over. She found herself suddenly in Adrian's room. She froze.

"Hey." Adrian said under his breath. Then he smelled it. The blood. He jumped towards Bree, pushing her down to the ground.

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One Week Later.

         Adrian felt horrible. He was next to Bree the whole week on her bed. He just watched her. He had attacked her. He should have known he wouldn't be able to control himself one bit in a situation like that. It was a good thing he didn't turn her. She was still hurt. That's what he felt really horrible about. He had hurt her.

        Marcelo watched Bree from the closet. Sometimes he cried quietly. He didn't want to leave until she woke. He didn't want to miss a thing.

     Bree. Her dreams. They were horrifying. They seemed so real.

Her eyes. They fluttered open. Adrian hugged the life out of her, then it happened. He bit her. It was like knives stabbing your neck. She could feel the blood beign sucked out of her. Her life, in a few seconds would be taken away if he didn't stop. Marcelo didn't move. He died inside when he saw it. Adrian had claimed Bree his. Unless he were to kill her. It could happen any minute now. Any minute.

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

  Adrian woke. He smiled.

"Creepy." Adrian laughed and ran downstairs.

"Hi Monster." His mother greeted him.

"Hey." Adrian hugged his mom."Thanks for being a witch." Out of nowhere his hands went on his mother's neck."Thank you very much." He grabbed a knife from the inside of his sleeve and stuck it right into her neck. He saw the mirror across the room. He saw himself. He wasn't him.

    He was somebody else. Who? He didn't know. All the sudden he ran up stairs and ran into Bree's room. It wasn't Bree's room. It was his old room. Then he looked closer at himself in a mirror in that room. Wait a minute. He is himself. He's just younger.

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  She pulled her covers off of her body and sat up in bed, jumping off. She put on a black tee and black skinny jeans. She quickly brushed her hair and brushed her teeth.

 Once she got into school and went into class, she whispered to her friend, Adrian.

"I had the weirdest dream about you last night."

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Yes. Short ending. You didn't expect it at all, though, right? I hope you really enjoyed the story.

-Emily.