Maryanna and Sam have been living in peace for a few years after their hellish escape from elaborate murderer, Mr. X. Their life seemed Ideal and calm, when one day, Maryanna recieves a chilling phone call from the graveyard, swearing revenge. Sam a...
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Sam said that his favorite t.v. show was Dexter. Except since the scene with... You know who, neither of us can stomach watching it. If it was before the incident, I would be hands down to watch it. So we both sit on the couch watching reruns of SpongeBob. I mean yes its a kids show, but SpongeBob is forever. This episode was where Squidward left bikini bottom to live in a deed neighborhood, if you may, and SpongeBob and Patrick are going to surprise Squidward with a cake that Patrick hid in his pants. I was getting sleepy, overwhelmed, and I was starting to get scared. So I lay my head on Sam's lap and he placed his hand on my forehead.
Since I woke up in the hospital, my dreams have been of Sam. Most of the time they were flashbacks of George and Sam wrestling, and hearing Sam's ribs cracking under the pressure. Usually I wake up crying and rocking myself, the rest of the time I just inch closer to Sam and bury my face in his chest. He understands exactly why its happening but he won't say if it happens to him too. Im sure that he experiences some of it when he touches me but he must block it out enough to sleep or not have a relapse.
In all reality I feel that Sam had the worse end of the deal. He was the one being hunted, and he was the one who had the worst physical confrontation. He was out to be killed.. For no reason. Surely he'd say different.
So I closed my eyes and began to dream.
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I was standing in an open feild just above the ocean, on a cliff, water crashing below me. The sky was arid and cool the sun reminding me of a desert sky in a movie. There was a breeze and from where I stood you could see the lighthouse in the distance. The sky was beginning to darken and the tide began to rise. The light in the lighthouse was beginning to get brighter and brighter until finally it just stopped and went out.
I was confused, so I walked towards it and memorized every detail of the area, for future knowledge. My heart stammered and I started sweating.
"Maryanna.." said a voice. I couldn't tell whose it was. "Maryanna! Wake up!"
I relapsed at that moment. Back to the hospital, during the lucid dream.
George stood up and began to push the needle into the I.V. I started screaming and my eyes burst open.
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Sam was holding me by my upper arms trying to get my attention. But my entire body wouldn't respond to him. My entire being was in shock.. Paralysis. Sam linked to my mind and helped me relax and figure out what was wrong. Inch by inch my muscles began to release and I was able to crawl into Sam's chest. I started crying, gradually getting worse and worse. To the point where I was shaking in terror.
"Baby, somebody was in there with you." Sam says in fear. I knew it before he did. Something wasn't right. That wasn't the same dream I've been having.
"What do I do about that...." I sob.
"I don't know." he replies. "Just be cautious. If anything out of the ordinary happens let me know." I lift my head and look him in the eyes.
"THAT WAS OUT OF THE ORDINARY??" I exclaim.
"I understand that.. But I mean anything other than that. Anything that can help us figure out what's going on." I nod my head and place it back in the center of his chest. He runs his fingers through my hair and sighs. He knows. He knows something and he won't tell me.
"I love you. Till death do us part." he says. For some reason this sent chills down my spine. But I had to reply.
"I love you more."
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Sorry this chapter was so short.. I want to take this one day by day if I can so.. Please forgive this chapter..
