Paranoia || ✔

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I wake up the next day, or what seems like the next day and mom's beside my bed. "Oh thank god you woke up. I thought I was going to lose you too." She says, wiping her eyes with a tissue. "Everything's fine mom...but how long was I asleep for?" I ask, rubbing the sleep away from my eyes. "Oh honey, you were asleep for five days...I didn't know what to do but worry. I sat next to you all that time until you woke." Was all that just a dream? "Is dad really dead, mom?" I feel instantly guilty for asking. What if us moving wasn't a dream? And dad actually died? And I just passed out when Oliver magically put me back in my room? 

"Oh, honey. No, no, no. He's still here. What happened in your dream? What makes you think he's dead?" She asks, stroking my hair. My world sinks. How did I dream that long? Should I tell her? I look around the room. It looks exactly like the room in Lancaster. I sit up, but I become really dizzy. "Addie, lay back down, no need to be in a rush." I shake my head, confused. I stand up anyways. "Are we still living in Nevada?" I ask, holding my head. 

"No, Addie. We moved to Lancaster, Pennsylvania a couple months ago. Do you not remember? I think we need to take you to the doctor." She says, her hands on my shoulders. "No, I don't need to go to the doctor. I'm perfectly fine." I tell her, but she doesn't seem convinced. "Addie, really. What did you dream about for those past five days?" She asks, obviously worried. So I tell. 

"Oh my god. Addie, what made you dream such a thing like that?" She asks. "I-I don't know. It was like I hallucinated the whole thing, but it was so real. I could feel- like touch and emotionally. And the thing is...is that I feel like it might happen in real life." I say and mom looks horrified. I'm not saying this to scare her. I'm saying this because I want her to be warned. Like we should really keep an eye on dad so that dream doesn't come true.