⊗Jeff The Killer⊗

House On Fire

When us three (me, dad, and Jeff) were done eating dinner we all sat in the living room on the couches and put on a movie, The Purge 3.
I loved this movie so much. This one was the best out of all of them, in my opinion at least.
For some odd reason, the horror in it always thrilled me.
About 45 minutes or so into the movie, I fell asleep on Jeff. It wasn't a very heavy sleep, considering I could still hear everything, but it was still sleep.
I heard my dad having a conversation with Jeff while the rest of the movie was playing.
"How much do you know about my daughter?" My dad questioned quietly.
"Enough to know that her and I are very similar.." Jeff replied, his arms pulling me closer to his body.
"Do you know about.." My dad cleared his throat, "the uh.. The incident.. With the girl..?"
"Yes, I do.."
I shifted a bit in Jeff's arms. A nightmare started up in my head before I could listen to the rest of the conversation.
It felt like the nightmare had gone on for days, though it was most likely just a few hours.
"Sam.. Sam, please. Sam wake up! SAM!" I heard my dad yelling.
My eyes fluttered open. My face was wet and my arms were burning.
"W..What...?" I asked sleepily.
"Here, sir," Jeff came up next to my dad and handed him some black towels. "I hope thats enough.."
"It is, thank you Jeff.."
My dad grabbed the towels and wrapped them around my arms.
"Did I...?" I looked at my dad in horror.
My dad nodded at me.
"Another nightmare... You were sleepwalking again... We thought you had woken up but then you grabbed a knife from the kitchen and we heard you fall, so..."
I looked down at the floor where some blood was. Tears filled my eyes and then dripped down my cheeks.
Why am I like this..? I questioned myself in my head.
Why me..? Why does this have to happen when I have these horrid nightmares..?
I shivered a bit as a chill went down my spine. I sniffled.
"How bad are they?" I asked.
"There pretty deep," Jeff replied. "You're lucky that your dad knows what he's dealing with, or else you would be in the hospital.."
I nodded, staring at my arms.
"What was the nightmare about?" My dad asked me.
"It's the same one again... Just a lot worse..as usual."
"What's new to it this time..?" My dad questioned me.
"I saw you again.. in the nightmare.." I bit my lip.
"The house was on fire.. and.. I got out but you fell at the doorway and then reached out to me. I couldn't move.. and you started calling my name.." my eyes filled with tears as I continud telling my dad what my nightmare had in it.
"Something pulled you away and the doors shut... then I heard you screaming in pain and then I started runjing away from the house and I looked down at my hands.. My wrists were slit open.." I started crying really hard. Having nightmares and never knowing what a beautiful, happy dream is like can be so hard to deal with..
My dad nodded and when I looked at him, there were tears in his eyes.
Jeff wrapped his arms around me tightly and held me to his chest.
I sniffled as tears kept streaming down my face.
I closed my eyes but stayed awake.
I wonder what will happen now..