Love Above All

Nightmare

I opened my eyes and looked around. I was back in the dormitory but how?

I got up and went through the whole Erudite to Jeanine's apartment.

I knocked and she opened the door.

She looked at me coldly.

"What do you want?"

Her voice was so cold that I lost my words.

"Get the hell out of here! You are a disgrace! That's why me and your father gave you away!" She yelled at me.

I quickly turned around and ran back to the dorm tears streaming down my face.

My eyes snap open. I was sweating. I looked around. Still in Jeanine's apartment.

I let out a loud sob and covered my mouth with my hand not wanting Jeanine to hear me.

I got up and went to bathroom.
I looked at myself in the mirror.
I looked like a lost puppy. Tears were forming in my eyes and my was face red.

Am I really disgrace and that's why she gave me away?

I opened the cabinet and took out a blade.

No, Rose! You stopped with this 3 months ago!

But I couldn't stop myself.

I cut myself in the leg. I started sobbing uncontrollably and tried to be quiet.

I was cutting myself again and again. I have never cut my wrists. It's too visible there.

I put the blade down and now I was sobbing loudly. Jeanine will surely hear me.

My legs were covered in blood. I cut myself deeper than I had meant.

The bathroom door flew open revealing shocked Jeanine.

"What have you done!?"

I didn't respond.

"What have you done for god's sake!?" She yelled desperately.

"I'm so-sorry." I stammered my voice cracking.

"Why are you doing this?" She said softly kneeling down next to me.

"I don't wanna talk about it."

She sighed.

"You can tell my honey. I promise I won't do anything."

"I said I don't wanna talk about it." I said a little bit more harshly than I wanted.

"Okay. Now get up. We have to make you clean."

She picked me up and went with me into the shower.

All the time she was washing my legs, she was looking at me sadly.

"I'm sorry, mom."

I realised what I said and quickly corrected myself.

"I..I mean Jeanine."

She started to cry and hugged me.

"No Jeanine. Mom. I had been waiting 16 years for you to call me like that."

She picked me up and carried me to her room. She took a towel and dried my legs carefully.

"You can sleep with me in my bed if you want to."

I nodded. I was glad that she offered.

She picked me up and threw me on the bed.

I laughed heartily.

She lay next to me and turned to face me.

"Come here." She said and spread her arms.

I cuddled up to her and closed my eyes.

"Sleep well, Chloe."

And that was the last thing I heard before I drifted into dreamless sleep.