The Darkness Surrounding

Chapter One: Solemn Pain

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Chapter One:

Solemn Pain

 

 

Nora's P.O.V.

The feel of his hands intertwining with mine makes my breath catch in my throat. His champagne colored eyes connect with mine as he bends his tall, muscular frame towards me, our lips centimeters apart. His black hair, spiked up in the front, matches his dark attire but does not match the greedy smile he has playing across his lips. If someone were to take a picture of us in that pose, in that moment, tears would come to their eyes. We are the perfect portrait of romance. Until the darkness comes.

   

It sweeps in like fog, enveloping our picture of love and ripping it in half. I am on one side of the broken masterpiece while he is on the other, forever separated by a solemn gap. The color fades and blackens as the darkness rolls in and covers me like a deadly blanket. It pressures me down and my chest burns and aches with the uncontrollable need to breathe. I collapse into the black, heaving with no air, and clutching my sides as if they were about to split. I feel an invisible whip creating painful welts on my back. Though I cannot see, in the distance I hear the boy say, “Stop hurting her, please.” Another crack of the whip and all my sensibility floods out of my body.  Right when the pain crests to the very edge of excruciating, I wake up.

   

Sweat trickles down my forehead in streams and my matted hair sticks to my face and neck in thick strands. I push the covers off of myself, run to the bathroom, and look in the mirror. My eyes are puffy from sleep and I have dark shadows under them. I take my shirt off and do a three-sixty in front of the mirror scanning every inch of my back for those painful welts. Of course, like every other morning, there are none. I let out an exasperated sigh of relief and put my shirt back on. This had become routine every morning ever since the dreams started. But today’s routine would be slightly different since it was the first day of school.

  

Every night my dreams are different. Some nights there is a distinctive background like a forest or cliff. Some nights, like tonight, it is just gray all around. The boy was always there with me, screaming for me and my safety, though I have no idea who he is. In the beginning I feel my attraction towards him but then my thoughts are drowned out by the flood of pain. He looks vaguely familiar but I just assume he is a figment of my imagination, dreamed up to protect the poor, helpless damsel in distress. In the dreams there he is, bound by an invisible force, watching me being tortured with a look of pain on his face too. But in every single one, the darkness comes and I die.

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