Enchantress

Just A Dream

A/N At the side is a picture of Eric

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My alarm clock went off, and I sprang upwards. My chest heaved in and out dramatically, I scanned my room afraid of what lurked in the shadows. I leaned over, my stomach twisted in pain from the night before, as I check my alarm clock. It was 7:45, had it just been all a dream? It was too real to be a dream. I could feel their breath on my face, and their cool touch on my skin. And the pain. The pain had been so real. I jumped out of bed, the blood rushing too quickly to my head and I wobbled side to side. I rubbed my temples then remebered, maybe this wasn't a normal headache. Slowly, I opened up the door that led into the jack-and-jill style bathroom that I shared with my sister, Layla. They had thrown me into the wall. I flicked on the lights and titlted my head sideways so that I could see the top of my scalp in the mirror. There, to my horror, was a small red bumb barely visible under my long voluminous hair. I covered a hand to my mouth in shock, this wasn't happening.

I turned on the sink faucet, and sprinkled water in my face. I leaned my body over the sink and lifted my head to look in the mirror and straight into my technicolor eyes. "It was just a dream." I told myself.

My right eye, the milky blue one, twinkled in the florescent lights. The way they had stared at me, with their black pitless eyes, it had felt so real. I shivered, remembering their powers, their impossible powers.

I had pushed him off my banister, and he floated in thin air! I shook my head. "Just a dream." I muttered.

I remembered the invisible hand that covered my mouth, a hand that was theirs and carried out their actions, while they stood a few feet away from me. Just stop thinking about it, I begged myself to obey. That only made it worse, and now it was all I could think about.

I perked up suddenly remembering the mysterious disappearing of my parents in mid-argument. That part had to be real, it was what happened every night. I dashed out of my bathroom and yanked open my bedroom door. I listened carefully for signs of my family waking up, and could hear the faint, "Wake up!" call of my Mom as she pulled Layla out of bed.

I sighed in thankfully and leaned my back against my door as I shut it closed. Maybe I should just lay off the Diet Coke before bed. It was Monday, the mournful return of school after a long depressing weekend. I had just found out on Saturday, that my boyfriend, Chase, had cheated on me. I walked in on him making out with this girl in my health class. I dumped him on the stop and have ignored his desperate calls and texts. I trusted Chase, and thought that after datimg for two months he wouldn't lie about, "Going out with some of the guys."

Now I had to go back to school and face him, and everyone else who had seen my changed facebook relationship status. The one thing I was excited about...looking sexy as hell to school to remind him what he was missing. I slid open my closet door, and yanked out a pair dark blue skinny jeans and a hot pink low-cut v-neck. I smiled to myself as I put it on. It showed just the right amount if clevage without making it slut worthy, and showed off my curves. I straightened my hair slightly, and curled the front pieces. I never wore a lot of make-up so I just dabbed on some foundation that made my tan complexion glow, and put on a smudge of mascara to highlight my blonde lashes.

"Val! Get down here, and eat!" My mom yelled. I snatched my binder off my floor, and stuffed in some loose-leaf papers that had fallen out. I pushed my bangs back behind my ear, and smacked on my cheery lip balm.

"I'm coming!" I shouted, trying to open my door with my feet since my hands were full. I kicked it fully open, and walked carefully down the stairs trying not to trip.

I wasn't going to tell anyone about my impossible dream. My mom told me when I was younger, I used to wake up screaming in the middle of the night saying that, "They were coming for me." I shivered, it couldn't, it wasn't. What happened last night was my imagination and I was going to leave it as that.