My Female Frankenstein || Chris Brown Fanfic || ON HOLD

Chapter Twenty-One: A New Nightmare

Note: Graphic Content in Beginning
Bold Italics: Victoria
Italics: Chris

Victoria
Dreamworld
Victoria. Victoria. Look at what you've done.

"Who's there? Who are you?"

You know who I am.

"Show yourself!"

It's me, sweetheart.

Chris appears from the darkness, horribly disfigured. His eyes dark as night. His face pale with death. His torso sliced to reveal his insides. They drag across the ground as each step comes closer towards me.

Babe, it's me. Give a kiss.

"No! No! Who did this to you?"

You did, Victoria. If you continue to kill, you'll get to see me in the future.

He begins to get closer and I begin to back away in disbelief.

"No! No! It can't be! I didn't do this!"

But you did. This is the monster you've become and this will be the monster you stay.

Chris backs me into a corner. I am pinned to the wall. He hovers over me. He reaches down towards his torso and reaches inside. He pulls his heart from his chest. It beats steady.

You make my heart skip a beat. Soon, it'll stop because of you.

"No! Stop! Stop! This isn't real! This isn't real! It's a dream! It's a dream!"

He drops his heart and with the blood remaining on his hand, he smears it onto my face.

This isn't a dream. This is your reality.

He then licks the blood off my face as I whimper quickly and scream.

End of Dream...

I awake in a cold sweat and begin to breathe heavily. I'm in the backseat of a car. Chris's car, to be exact. The car is parked on the side of the road.

Chris hears me and looks over at me with a similar worried expression.

"Hey, babe? What's wrong? You okay?" Chris asks.

I choke on my gasps.

"Baby, calm down. Breathe." Chris tries to soothe me.

"Nothing. I'm fine. It was just a dream." I say, clearing my throat.

"Oh. You sure?" Chris asks.

"Yeah. Nothing to worry about." I reply.

Chris couldn't do anything but look in worry.

"Hey. I'm fine, babe. Don't worry." I reassure.

"Okay. If you say so." Chris says.

I take a shaky breath and Chris gets out of the car.

He goes to the back and gets in the backseat with me. He brings me in close and I lay my head on his shoulder.

I continue to lay on his shoulder until the sun sets and I finally let the sleep take over me.

Four Hours Later...

Chris had fallen asleep, still cradling me in his arms. A tiny smile creeps in my lips.

A knock on the window caused me jump slightly. It was the Highway Patrol.