Nightmares Alive

$10,000

A/N: What?!?!?! This is insane! All of my readers are insane! Everything is insane! I have almost 200 views already on Nightmares Alive. What?!?!?! Thanks for all of the support!

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So some people have been asking, "Amanda what's a FIFMD?!?" Reread "The Bullet" (11) and "Awakening" (12) for an implicit explanation.

Also, if you have any ideas for upcoming parts in Nightmares Alive, please let me know! I could use more ideas! OK, onto the story... haha :D PuppiesAmanda1

I backed away in fear. "Why do you have THAT?!"

Darla turned at me, shocked. "What?"

"Why do you have a FIFMD?"

"Sarah, it is going to be used to practice your talent of seeing into the future, remember?"

"Are you sure?"

"Well yes, don't you trust me?"

I paused for a moment.

"Where did you get the FIFMD?"

Darla replied, "We have an extra FIFMD in our safe. Well, in our safe inside of another safe. Inside of a larger safe. But that's not the point. My father always wanted an extra just in case if it was broken or if... he lost his..."

I was confused by the end of her statement. "What do you mean... in case if he 'lost' it?"

"You know, in case if he misplaced it..."

"What? That isn't something you just lose."

Darla stared down at her feet, avoiding any sort of possible eye contact.

"Darla? What's going on?"

Darla looked up with teary eyes. "Um, I'm sorry."

"What?" I asked, backing towards the couch and grabbing a throw pillow in case if she shot.

Darla sniffed as tears started to roll down her cheeks like raindrops. "Joshua told me that... um... whoever could kill you would..."

I held the pillow in front of my heart. "Would what?"

Darla started to bawl as the tears continued to stream down her red face. "Whoever could kill you without... without injuring your brain would... would get $10,000 that is in the same safe that the FIFMD was in."

I backed away from her even more with a cold expression on my face, placing my hand on the doorknob to her apartment. "So the actual reason that you wanted me away from Chuck, Benrie, and Joshua was so that YOU could kill me instead. Oh and let me guess, you are too scared to just grab the money in case if your uncles come after you."

Darla bawled even more, sitting herself down on a kitchen stool.

I finally made use of the throw pillow, chucking it at her and running out the door just as I heard a bullet fire. I'm glad she missed.

A/N: If you didn't read the author's note at the beginning of the chapter, please read it! It is very important to me that you do. Thanks! <3 Amanda