Just a nightmare

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"Angel! Angel!" A voice yells. I smile as I look around seeing snow up to my shins before I turn around to see Adrianna. "Adrianna!" I yell before she rushes to me tackling me down in the snow. I giggle and lightly fight her before giving up knowing I wouldn't win. "C'mon it's getting to cold out Angel as much as I like the snow as well we can't stay out anymore, we'll get sick" She says before getting up. She smiles and holds her hand out to help me up I take it as I  get up before starting to wipe the snow off of me. I look around not believing where I was, I was back home with Adrianna. Her car was parked in the driveway covered in snow as well as everything else, nothing but white snow for miles. "What happened?" I ask, still not believing I was back home. "What do you mean?" Adrianna asks. We both walk in taking our boots off sitting them next to the door before hanging our coats up, closing the door behind us locking it. "What happened to the zombie invasion?" I ask. She looks at me after walking into the kitchen, "zombie invasion?" She asks with a weird look, "I think you play too many videogames" She says with a smile before giggling. I had a confused look before walking off as she made her hot chocolate like usual, everything felt so real maybe I actually was back home. Maybe I just blacked out? I walk down the hallway one side of the wall covered in family photos or photos of us and our friends. I smile and trail my fingers along the cement wall, the smell of hot chocolate fills the house from Adrianna. I smile before I step on a loss floor board as it makes a quite squeak I smile. We always meant to fix that or call someone to fix it but never did. I make my way to my room and smile my walls covered in Harley quinn I never got over her she was the first thing I ever collected. Making my way into my room I sit on my mattress with a squeak and giggle quitely, I always hated that squeak but now more then ever I couldn't be happier to hear it. "Angel" a soft voice calls out. My eyes widen as I remember the voice my head looks up quickly towards the hallway to see Amanda. Amanda was gema's and my best friend. A gorgeous blonde who was pretty much just the crazy friend. I swear there wasn't a day amanda and gema couldn't make me laugh over the smallest stupidest things. Amanda stepped over towards me before stopping when she was directly in front of me, "you said you wouldn't leave me behind angel" amanda said her voice going from soft to aggressive as she grabbed my jaw looking in my eyes. "I-it wasn't my f-fault!! I d-didn't m-mean to!" I yell getting scared as she gripped my jaw harder. "YOU LEFT ME FOR THE DEAD!!" She yells, Her eye's turning from sweet to life less. "No! No! I wouldn't leave you! I tried to come back!" I said as I shook my head trying to get her fingers off of my jaw line. Her grip got tighter. "Angel! ANGEL!" Adrianna Screams at me. I wake up in a cold sweat before yelling out, "I'm sorry Amanda!" I say breathless looking around to just see Adrianna sitting there weirded out. "Woah woah calm down there angel! It was just a bad dream!" Adrianna says As she moves a piece of my hair behind my ear. I nod with a slight smile towards her, this wasn't the first time waking up from a nightmare I had them a lot and amanda was usually the main star. If Adrianna and savannah weren't trying so hard to protect me I could've helped amanda, I left her though. I wanted to go back, I needed her...I loved her it was all my fault she's dead. I tried to think of ways I could have helped or saved her but all leaded towards my death, maybe it was best if I didn't help her. It was all just a nightmare a nightmare I couldn't escape. "Oh by the way!" Adrianna says snapping me outta my thoughts, "Derrick wants to see you in his office" I roll my eyes whole she walks out, and the nightmare just continues.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 10, 2017 ⏰

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