Eventually love

chapter 11

I'm such a selfish person I hurt everyone around me just by saying or doing the wrong thing. I hate myself I should just die in a corner. Logan had gently put me to bed after my outburst. How many times did I try to push him away yet he didn't run away. What could I do to show him he has the wrong girl. That the girl of his dreams is out there waiting for him. Logan just stood there on my side of the bed watching me cry, I pulled the covers over my head I didn't want him to see the tears roll down my cheek. I kept crying eventually I became drowsy and feel asleep.

I knew I was dreaming everything was dark and hazy I didn't like what I was seeing. It looked like the setting for a nightmare. I was walking down a street filled with mist, it looked like my street back home in Oakland. It was night with a cloudy sky with rain starting to fall. All of a sudden an Owl swooped down and nearly flew into me. That made my heart jump. I started to run down the road until my home came into sight. The second I saw my house I ran faster I could see the front porch but stopped someone was at the front door blocking me from going inside.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Kayla" the stranger seethed.

"Who are you?" I asked again impatiently.

He turned around and I saw Kara in his arms bleeding to death.

"Kara!" I ran towards Kara. But the stranger disappeared just as I reached them.

"Kayla" the stranger chanted his blue eyes glaring at me. He pointed to the left of the porch. There lay Blake with his head detached from his body, his eyes still open and blood surrounding his lifeless body.

I wanted to wake up I didn't want to see anymore. This is to scary I can't handle this I could feel myself shaking.

"Kayla" he chanted again. He threw Kara's body on top of Blake's dead body. He then disappeared again and showed up right in front of me and grabbed me.

"Let go!" I screamed in fear.

"There are things to show you" he sneered. He took me into the house where my parents lay dead on the floor.

"Why?" I screamed. But the stranger just wouldn't answer me he kept dragging me through the house what more could he show me. He took me to my room and there lay Logan with his heart cut out and stabbed with a knife sitting beside his body.

"This all could have been prevented" The stranger said and with that I felt this stabbing pain in my gut, the dream went black.

"Kayla wake up" I could hear Logan's voice, trying to pull me out of my sleepy state.

I woke up tangled in the sheets. That dream was a nightmare. Everyone hurt everyone murdered. My heart beat was going a thousand times a second. My breathing was shallow. I was all hot and would I dream something like that?

"Kayla" Logan said with concern.

I finally opened my eyes wiping the tears away from my eyes. That nightmare hurt, I couldn't live in a world where all my loved ones died. I began to cry harder, Logan coped me up in his arms, he rocked me back and forth. Which only made me feel like crying more, he was trying to make me feel better when I had been a told b***** to him. I didn't deserve to be consoled by him. I tried to pull away but he wouldn't let me go.

"Kayla. It was a nightmare. Your fine" he said soothing me. He continued to rock me back and forth. Even though I had just slept I felt even sleepier than before. Logan finally let me go only to make me face him.

"What did you dream?" he asked me cupping my face in his warm hands.

"I don't want to talk about it" I said to him avoiding eye contact.