Abducted// MGC

2.4

I closed my eyes again, trying to fall asleep but it wasn't working. Nothing was working tonight.

Talking about Carp-... Victor today made the memories cloud my brain. And not the good memories, the bad ones.

The ones I wanted to forget were overwhelming me tonight, in ways that were unimaginable. Every time I closed my eyes, I'd see his face. Every time I tossed and turned, I'd think of all the sleepless nights I had in that house. The only thing that helped me sleep in there was Michael, and he wasn't aloud in my room at night.

I flipped my body again and sat up, taking a sip of water from the glass that sat on a coaster which read "Clemens" on my night stand. The water relieved my nervous sweats but not my anxious heartbeat.

I pulled the metal string of my lamp and my pupils burned until my eyes adjusted to the sudden light that filled the room. I opened the drawer to my nightstand and dug around in it until I found my phone. I unlocked it and went to my library, putting my music on shuffle. Maybe that would calm my racing thoughts.

"We Don't Talk Anymore" by Charlie Puth began to echo through my room. I set my phone on my nightstand and turned the light back off, and rested my head on my pillow again. I pulled the blanket on top of me and closed my eyes again.

I finally drifted off to sleep and I could feel the relaxation pile over me. Until I was at the house.

"Why'd you tell him Willow?" Victor asked with a crazy look in his eyes. I looked around and found myself tied in the bed again, as Victor held a knife.

"I-I-I dunno" I said in fear. The thing is, I knew I was dreaming, but I couldn't snap out of it.

"You ruined my life. I thought you wanted to remember me as a good guy?" He said.

"I did, I'm sorry, I can't lie to the cops" I said. He walked over and plunged the knife into my stomach and blood instantly poured out.

"How could you do that to me?" He asked in a harsher tone before ripping the knife out of me. I couldn't speak, the pain felt so real.

"This is a dream" I said closing my eyes. "You're not awake Willow" I reminded myself.

"WAKE UP" Victor shouted in my face.

I jumped in my bed and woke up, panting for breath. I clenched my hands in my blanket and a hot tear streamed down my face. I wiped it away and went back over to my nightstand to get another sip of water.

I couldn't take it. I had to see Michael, he always helped my nightmares.

I got up and walked to my door. I quietly opened it so I wouldn't wake anyone and as soon as I did, Michael was already there, about to knock.

"Hi" I said.

"Hi" he replied.

"I was just coming to see you" I admitted.

"Me too" he replied. "Did you have nightmares too?" He asked.

"Yeah" I sighed.

"So did I" he said.

"Come in" I said opening the door the rest of the way.

"Won't your parents get mad?" He asked.

"They'll get over it" I said. He smiled and entered and I closed the door behind him. "How's your hand?" I asked as we walked over to my bed.

"It hurts still, but I'll survive" he said with a shrug. He walked over to the other side of my bed and climbed in under the covers as I climbed in next to him.

He immediately pulled me into his embrace and took over as the big spoon, as usual. He nuzzled his head into my neck, causing me to uncontrollably smile because it tickled.

"What was your nightmare about?" He asked.

"The same old" I sighed. "What about you?" I asked.

"Same old too" he said. "I'm tired of the same old" he added.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"If I'm gonna have a nightmare, make it interesting and something I've never experienced before, right?" He said.

"I have no clue what you're trying to get at" I said.

"Well, some people have nightmares about millions of spiders invading their home or being attacked by zombies, stuff that's not likely to happen, but we have nightmares about Carphil, a man we've met, a man who has done the same stuff to us in real life that he's done to us in our nightmares, isn't that kind of... boring?" He asked.

"So you're saying you want to have nightmares of zombies and spiders?" I asked.

"If it meant not seeing Carphil in my dreams, then yes. If love to dream of spiders and zombies" he said.
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Sorry this chapter is short my loves, I'll update again soon :-)

Qotd: what's your biggest fear? Mine is clowns and bounce houses. Clowns is pretty self explanatory but I'm scared of bounce houses because when I was a kid I was in one alone and people didn't know I was in there so they shut it off and I almost suffocated, fun times... lmao

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Alyssa