This might sound crazy, but you're my best friend right, and I can tell you anything right?"
"Um, yeah should I be worried?" Jessie asked.
I continued, " I've been- I've been having these dreams."
"Sydney-"
"Not just regular dreams, we all have those; but I've been having these nightmares. The nightmares involve my 'killer', well the person or thing that kills me in the nightmares. He knows who I am, which is the creepiest part. He knows my name, my age, my parents, my family, and he knows stuff about me that I've never told anyone." I wasn't going to tell Jessie about my past just yet. " Almost every dream I have it involves him. Jess, it's scaring me. I feel so, so vulnerable." I finished letting a few tears escape my eyes. They rolled down my cheeks, dripping at the bottom of my chin, while Jessie's thumb wiped away the fresh tears.
I was brought into a warm embrace by my best friend. I pulled back ending the hug and continued to tell Jessie more.
"Almost every nightmare I end up dead, or almost dead. Do you remember earlier today when I had that panic attack thing in the car, when we were driving to IKEA?
"Yea, what was that about?" Jessie gave a questioning look.
"I saw him. I was looking out the window and there he was, standing on the sidewalk, staring at me. Then when I looked away and turned back he was gone. Jess I'm not sure if I'm imagining things, or If I need help; but I don't know what's going on." I kept my head down not wanting to look up, to have to face what my friend might think of me.
"Syd, as crazy as it sounds I'm here for you, but it's your choice if you want to tell other people and/or get help on the down low."
"Thanks Jess, that means a lot, and I guess I'll tell people on my own time."
3 weeks later/ College dorm move in day
"Thanks for the help today mom, and I'll be back by Thanksgiving, that's not that long. It'll fly by." I reassured here before letting go of her tight embrace.
"I'm just really going to miss you, you're my baby gir-."
"Jess! Hi Mrs. Williams."
"Hey Jane, hi Sydney." Jessie's mom said.
Our mom's went into the hall to talk I guess.
"So how have your nightmares been?" Jessie asked low enough so only we could hear.
"They haven't been so bad, and not as constant. I also haven't seen 'him', since the day we went to IKEA."
"That's good and at least we're in the same dorm so if you scream or something I won't freak out. Well I might, but I will know what's going on."
We burst out in to a laughing fit clenching our stomachs from getting a good Ab work out (laughing is good for your abs if you didn't know).
Jessie and I said goodbye to our mom's about in hour ago and we were now finishing setting up our dorm. I reached for the last item in my box labeled desk. It was a picture of Jessie and I when we were 10. We were at a waterpark dripping wet, clenching our towels for warmth. I miss those days, when we were innocent, young and we didn't have to worry about much. I set the picture on my desk, turning around to take a glance at my room for the next year or so. It wasn't too small; it was actually a nice sized dorm room.
Classes didn't start until another two days, and what were we supposed to do for two days.
"Sydney do you want to go out for lunch."
"Sure, let me take a quick shower."
I grabbed a bra, underwear, a floral crop top, and high waisted shorts. (Pic on the side)
I turned the shower on warm, and began to peel off my clothes. I stepped into the shower and felt my body relax under the warm and comfortable water. I began to wash my body with a lufa and body wash.
"Sydney, Sydney, Sydney." I jumped at the whispering of my name. He can't be in here, I thought to myself. How is he everywhere I am? He left me alone, and now he's back, this can't be happening.
I shivered at the feeling of what felt like a finger slide down my back. I quickly turned around, and slipped in the attempt.
I was expecting to be on the floor, but I was lifted right back up. Did he catch me? Is 'he' real? Is 'he' not apart of my imagination?
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