Chapter 13

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I was walking through the deserted alleyway on my way towards the cafe.

I stopped when I saw someone else in the alleyway, but then he turned around and I saw him, I instantly smiled.

He looked at me with adoring and loving eyes and mine were probably reflecting the same.

I started running towards him to give him a hug since I hadn't seen him in weeks, but before I could, his adoring eyes turned into two dark emotionless pools of nothing streaked in red from being bloodshot.

His smile turned into sadistic smirk, and his eyebrows pulled together with his eyes slightly narrowed.

My smile faltered and my running turned into a staggering stop.

Then I saw all of my friends. Christy, Shawn, Elliott, and Blake standing behind him with the same expressions.

All of their arms were crossed over their chest intimidatingly. The next thing he did made me suck in a shaky breathe.

He pulled out a shimmering silver gun out of his right pocket.

"You honestly believed I loved you? You honestly believe any of these people were your friends? Wow, you more stupid than I thought." He sneered. His face scrunching in disgust.

"I-I... but I... you said.. love?" I say my whole body was trembling under the stare of all of them and the gun pointed straight between my eyes.

He snickered and gave me a pitiful look. I didn't know I was crying until I tasted the salty liquid on my lips.

I saw his finger move on the trigger of the gun and I instantly squeeze my eyes shut waiting for impact.

I hear the loud sound of the gun being shot reverberating in my ears making my ears ring.

I kept waiting, but felt nothing. I opened my eyes and that's when I saw her she was sprawled on the ground with blood rushing out of her left side.

Her dark brown hair was matted in sweat and her blue eyes, which were identical to mine, lost all of their color and fluttered shut.

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My eyes shot open and I felt a scream clogged in the back of my throat scratching to come out, but it wouldn't.

I laid on my bed with wide eyes looking at the ceiling. My lips were slightly parted, but no sound came out.

I was shaking violently, my body covered in sweat soaking into my tank top.

I couldn't talk or move, just lay here and shake.

I was completely paralyzed from my nightmare.

I heard my door creak open and I saw a small thing of fluff come barreling my way.

Apollo!

I was still shaking and paralyzed when Apollo got to me.

Apollo was always the one who would sense my freak outs when I had the nightmares before.

Apollo knew exactly what to do, he walked out of the room into my mom and dad's barking and dragging my mom in here.

My mom gasped when she saw me. She quickly came over putting me in a sitting position rubbing my back and wiping the tears off of my face.

She just whispered in my ear over and over again that everything was okay.

But I knew it wasn't.

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AN: Well I wanted to show you her nightmares, but not reveal everything. Her dream was not the actual thing that happened, nightmares are basically twist on what really happened so really that's what her mind twisted the traumatizing experience into.

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