The guys chorused, as they managed to paused the game for that split moment. I motion a little wave and headed out the room closing the door, not before Terroriser shouts.
"Try not dreaming about me tonight!"
"Me? Dreaming about you, hilarious!" I shout back. Laughter barked through out the house. Walking to my room my smile slowly disappears, as their's nothing to smile about. Opening the door to my room for the night.
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The slow creaks of my door dragged out, whining they cut out the laughter that lit up the dark hallway. Stepping into the dark abyss that is my room I felt around for the light switch, my fingers latching onto the nearest nob protruding from the wall. Flicking it upwards the the dim pale light dissolved the shadows helping me see what was in front of me.
The inviting blankets of the bed opened it's arms and swallowed me hole. Diving in between the sheets I flicked my boots off, sliding my warm stinky socks onto the fluffy carpet which covered most of the wooden floor boards. Throwing off my pants and bra, a sigh of satisfaction escaped my throat. I just start to untie my bandanna when a knock pounded at the bedroom door, which brought my actions to a halt. Quickly tying my bandanna up again, the person on the other side opened the door.
The door knob turns silently, followed my the familiar whine of the door hinges. I positioned myself in a sitting position, as Moo's head poked through the gap.
"Hey, can I talk to you?" Moo asked politely.
"Yeah, here have a seat." Patting the free space in front of me.
Moo let himself in, closing the door behind him. Taking a seat, comfortable silence fell upon us for a bit until I decided to break it.
"So what is it that you need to talk to me about?" Getting Moo's attention, his eyebrows furrowed together.
"Are you alright? Uh, I just wanted to know what happened back in the kitchen?" Concern infiltrated his voice like water, his silver aviators glistening into my dark green eyes. I thought back to the events that took place in the kitchen.
Should I tell him?
I feel like I can trust him enough to tell him that.
It's not a big deal anyway.
"I guess you're wondering about why I rushed out?" I answered back.
"Yeah, I saw you panic and then sprint out." His eyebrow furrow closer, if that was even possible.
"Ah, yeah about that, I've claustrophobia. I guess Nogla just surprised me. " Scratching the back of my neck I continue. "I don't know why but I started having a slight panic attack. It was nothing to panic about, it was just a hug."
"Oh. Are you sure? Well if you insist, but did you want me to tell the guys? You know, just so they don't surprise you like Nogla did." Moo offered.
"Nah it's alright I don't think i'll react like that again." I declined, making Moo raised an eyebrow, but he didn't question it.
"Okay, G'night. Tomorrow's gonna be a long day." Moo stood up, pulling the blanket to my chin. "Sleep well." He exited the room, turning the light off and closing the door behind him
"Night." I say laying back down as my head sinks into the pillow. My body radiated warmth, making me snuggle my face into the blankets. Tossing and turning I finally found a sleeping position most comfortable, making me fall into a dark void of dreams.
Everything was black, I couldn't feel anything, hear anything. I couldn't be dreaming.
Then all of a sudden I felt myself running. I couldn't control it, except for the direction I was heading. Then it was like the stage was finally lit, light bounced off walls stinging my eyes, I couldn't tell where I was. All the walls were grey, and the floors were concreted, I think I'm in a warehouse of some sort, and there was a hallway I was running down. I attempt to trip myself by running at a bunch of cargo boxes that was stacked up against the wall. But to my luck my legs managed to parkour off the cargo boxes. Single lights dangled off the roof, swaying left to right. But there was no breeze that could've caused this. My right hand seemed to be holding something, but I couldn't look down, my eyes where zoned in on what was in front of me which was a big set of double door, which I didn't realise until I was coming face to face with them. With a big bang my body collided with the doors, breaking it open the hinges cracked, my body flew forward slamming onto the floor, the thing in my hand flew forward sliding into the shadows, as the dust rose at the impact.
The hypnotic trance that controlled my body left.
Looking up I met the stare of 10 pairs of eyes. They held rage, disgrace, disappointment, some even held blood lust. Quickly I stood to my feet, which I could now control. The staggering of my breathing filled the room, but the intense staring didn't stop. I gazed at each everyone of the men that sat in chairs, all lined up and constricted by rope. I couldn't make out their faces, they seemed to be censored by a blur. But they seemed so familiar, wait. There clothes! They're Vanoss and the others! Why are they in my dream? What's going on?
"You have some nerve showing ya face to us after what you fucking did." A voice growled with hatred, which belonged to Wildcat.
"You're gonna be dead when I get free." Pulling at his restraints Wildcat broke free, rage fired through his body, as red radiated around him.
"So much for trusting a you! So much for fucking caring about you! You made a huge fucking impact in our lives and you just gonna fucking throw it away! I thought you had the decency to actually give a shit, but you had to be a back stabbing bitch! I knew we couldn't trust you." Wildcat raged, as he untied the others. Once he was done he came at me with full speed.
I couldn't register what the heck was going on. Soon Wildcat had his hands gripped around my neck, his thumbs slowly applying pressure to my throat as he pushed me to the ground. I couldn't breath.
"We thought we could trust you!"
Everyone started screaming this sentence in my face, repeating every word over, and over again. Wildcat still applying pressure to my throat, the throbbing in my head started to intensify. This was to much to handle so I blacked out.
It was black once again, the calming silence soothed my body like a lullaby.
"Oh darling, what have you got yourself into." A feminine melodic voice echo through my ears, sending chills down my spine.
"I sorry I couldn't stay around." Guilt was present in their voice.
"Sorry, but who are you?" I asked trying to face where the voice came from.
"You don't even recognise my voice one bit?" The desperation in their voice was so strong, I regret forgetting.
"I'm sorry but I don't" I apologise, soon after a white light within the darkness lit up, a silhouette emerged. As the light dimmed to a soft glow, the silhouette could be recognised as a female. Her long black hair flowed down to her waist, brushing up against the white long dress she wore. She had the same coloured eyes as myself, emerald green. A soft smile moulded her lips, as wrinkles creased the corners of her eyes.
"Gosh, you're all grown up." Her eyes gleamed as they roamed my features, like it was the last time she was ever going to see me. She walked up to me, taking my face into her hands, she examined me closer.
"I'm truly sorry, but who are you if I may ask?" I say, my eyes staring intently into hers.
"I'm your mother." A sad smile was met by her tears.
"Dad always said you were beautiful." I replied, adoring her features.
"Thank you dear. But I have little time, and so much to talk about. But I came here to tell you that, don't get sidetracked by the things others want you to do, even if they're family and if you don't follow what you believe is right, you might spend nights wishing you had." Caressing my face, I tried taking in what she told me.
"I will be by your side when you most need it." Holding my hand she started floating away like a balloon in the sky.
"Erza, I love you." Her voice and body faded away.
Just as I woke up.
