Broken Soul

Nightmares

I was let out of the hospital a couple days later. They we're wary but I was eager to leave. I practically had to beg before they finally let me leave. Avery was more then excited when he found out I was coming home. Sure, he visited me occasionally but he was home with either dad or mom most of the time. Mom and dad took turns staying with me. I told them I was fine on my own but they insisted. 

Now in the passenger seat of the car, dad driving, I felt uneasy. Ever since the accident I never really liked on-the-ground transportation. I always felt like there was a better, quicker way but like normal, I ignored it. "How are you feeling Sarie?" My dad asked, taking is eyes off the road for one moment to glance at me before going straight back. "I'm fine, dad." I replied, the name 'dad' rolling off my tongue weirdly now that I know the truth, or so called. Do I have real parents? Or siblings? Many thoughts similar to this plagued my mind until we got home. 

As soon as I opened the car door, Avery's body came running out of the house and into my arms. I grinned, hoisting him up in my arms. "Hey bud" I said, messing up his hair. He wrapped his arms around my neck, hugging me tightly. Avery and I were extremely close ever since Avery was young. Our parents got us from the same orphanage soon after Avery turned three. He's now seven. 

After resettling back in the house, I went to my room for bed. I was the last one up, and decided I needed to lay back with all the Netflix. I glanced at the clock as I went towards the stairs, 12:48 am. Trudging up the stairs, I pushed the door open to my room, changing groggily to a pair of shorts and a tank top before snuggling under my covers to sleep. 

"Don't sleep..." A masculine, wispy invaded my mind. I opened my eyes to be back in the darkness I was in when I was in the crash. Except this time, it felt different....more...dark. I turned in a full circle and bright, blood red eyes flashed in my vision for a split of a second. I clenched my eyes shut, my breath hitching in my throat. What was that? "To late now..." the same voice said, a deep chuckle happening as the red eyes flashed again and I whipped around "Who's there?" I asked, my voice cracking slightly. "Now, now Sarie" The voice said, spitting venom when he said my nickname. "How do you know my name..." I said quietly, spinning around, trying to find the source of the voice. The blood red eyes flashed once more and a burst of pain shot through my head. I cried out, crumbling to my knees, hands gripping my head, pulling my hair. The voice laughed maniacally before I felt myself being shaken, my eyes snapped open quickly, cold sweat glistening down my forehead. 

"Sarie...?" I heard my little brothers tired voice say and I noticed he was the one shaking me, my adoptive parents standing behind him by the bedside. "Are you okay? You were screaming and crying in your sleep." He asked, searching my eyes. I smiled softly, running my fingers through his hair to sooth him. "I'm okay Ave. Thank you for asking. I'm sorry for waking all of you." I replied, glancing at my family members.   "It's fine, we were just worried about you." My mother said quietly, and I smiled softly. "Head back to sleep everyone; I'll be okay, really" I said and Avery collapsed on me, "Carry me to my room?" He asked, making his voice sound more childish and I smiled again, "Of course." 

I wrapped my arms around his back, sitting up more then I already was and moving my legs over the bed. I walked Avery to his room, stroking his hair softly. I pushed his door open, setting him down softly on his bed. Brushing a kiss over his forehead, I pulled away. "Sarie?" Ave asked, his voice soft and quiet. I turned around, looking at him. "Are you sure you'll be okay?" He asked, his caramel eyes looking at me in the dark. I smiled lightly, walking over to him and kneeling by his bed. I took his hand in mine, looking up at him. "What's up Ave?" I asked, looking into his eyes once more. "Are you sure your going to be okay?" He asked after a bit of silence. I went quiet; I don't want to put anything on Avery, he doesn't need stress. "Of course I will" I replied after a bit, smiling and running my hand down his head again. 

He didn't seem convinced but nodded anyway. "Sleep good, I love you" I said, standing. "Love you too" He said quietly and I went out of his room. Avery was the only one I said that too; I don't even say it to our parents. I am much closer with Avery, he's the only real family I have even if it's not by blood. I went into my room again and grabbed different clothes. Walking across the room to the bathroom, I let out a breath. What the hell was that dream about? 

Showering quickly, I snuck back to my room. Just as my door shut, a shiver ran down my spine, as I suddenly felt like I was being watched. Letting my hand slowly drop, I began to turn around, slightly scared something would be there. Just as I was fully turned, a shadow crossed my window, everything going black for a split of a second. I blinked, the being watched feeling gone. What is happening to me?