You're such a Gorgeous Nightmare ; Craig Mabbitt *CURRENTLY EDITING*

Chapter 30; Nightmares.

I know this is short, but I wanted to update again. 

So I hope you guys like it. 

*Kameron’s P.O.V*

-FF One Month-

*Dream*

I was running through a forest, running from someone who I knew I couldn’t escape. I heard his footstep behind me. My heart was thumping against my chest as I pushed my legs to move faster than they ever had before. I saw a clearing through the trees and I ran towards it, hoping that there were houses on the other side.

I exited the tree line and found myself in a foggy cemetery; I panicked looking around for any kind of escape, finding none. My eyes scanned again, landing on a little boy who couldn’t be more than six years old. He was standing in front of a man, but not just any man, Craig. They were both crying as they looked down at the headstone in front of them.

I was shouting their names, but they never heard me. What were they doing here? They’re going to get themselves killed! They had to get out of here! I ran to them, trying to grab them, my hand going straight through them. What the hell? I looked down at Mason and tried to grab him, my hand going through him as well. Tears welled up in my eyes as my gaze landed on the tombstone they were staring at.

Kameron Rose Green

Loving Mother, Sister, and Fiancé’

Born; August 6, 1994

Died; May 27, 2020

“NO!” I sobbed, as I watched Mason walk up to the headstone, and kiss it softly, leaving a small teddy bear and a rose on the grave before walking back to Craig.

“We love you mommy.” He whispered, his tiny frame shaking from his sobs.

“Mason! Mason baby I’m here! I love you!” I shouted, he turned to look at me and suddenly his face looked angry.

“Why’d you do it mommy?! Why did you leave me?! Why did you leave?!” He shouted, balling his tiny fists up.

I was sobbing now. “I haven’t left! I’m still here!” I said dropping to my knees in front of him, I reached out to touch him but he backed away from me.

“You left me mommy. I hate you! I hate you!!!!” He shouted, and it was that second that arms wrapped around me from behind dragging me away from him.

*End Dream*

“Kameron!! Kameron wake up!!” Someone shouted. I sat up quickly scooting away from the person. My cheeks wet from tears. “Calm down baby…It’s just me.” The person said, moving so that I could see their face.

I let out a deep breath as I saw Craig sitting in front of me, a frown plastered onto his face. I crawled onto his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck, and my legs around his waist as the tears continued to fall down my face silently. He rubbed my hair softly, rocking back and forth in an attempt to calm me down.

“It was just a dream, it’s okay baby.” He cooed softly in my ear, I sniffled and pulled away from him.

He moved his hands to my face and wiped the tears away, I looked around the room noticing it was still pitch black outside, my eyes wandered from Craig to the alarm clock next to the bed which read 3: 48 a.m.

“Are you okay?” Craig asked, bringing my attention back to him. I looked at him, the images of his heartbroken face filling my memory. I frowned moving my hands up and running them through his hair once, he looked confused but he didn’t say anything.

“I’m okay. I just had a really bad dream that’s all.” I said giving him a weak smile.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He asked, using his thumb to wipe some stray tears off of my cheeks. His face was practically pleading me to tell him what the dream was about.

“I dreamed that I was in the woods running from someone, I was terrified. I found a clearing in the trees and when I ran through I was in a cemetery, I saw you and Mason, Mason was about six. You were both looking at this headstone and you were both crying. I tried to scream and tell you to get out of here, but you didn’t hear me. I tried to touch you both but my hand just kept going through you. And that’s when I saw the headstone… It was mine, and then Mason turned to look at me. He yelled at me saying he hated me for leaving him. And then someone dragged me away…” I sniffled, trying to keep the tears away.

Craig smiled sadly at me, before bringing his lips to mine quickly. “It was just a dream baby. I’d never let anything happen to you.” He whispered, and I smiled.

My fears quickly subsided as Mason’s cry broke through the silence. I climbed off of him, letting my feet hit the floor before walking to the crib. I pushed my hair behind my ears as I bent down and lifted Mason out of the crib. He was still crying, his bottom lip extended out in a pout.

“I’ll go make a bottle.” Craig said coming up behind me, kissing my bare shoulder before disappearing out of the room and down the stairs.

I laid Mason on the changing table, unbuttoning his clothes and changing it quickly, whispering quietly to him. Telling him how much I loved him, how much he had changed my life for the better. Mason just listened, his crying ceasing and a toothless grin breaking out on his face. I finished buttoning his clothes Craig re-appeared in the room, bottle in hand.

I took it from him, walking over to the bed where I sat criss cross and directed the bottle to Mason’s mouth. He immediately started drinking it. I felt the bed dip, followed by Craig’s head moving to the crease between my shoulder and neck. I smiled using the hand that wasn’t holding Mason and pulled Craig’s hand around my waist. He smiled against my neck pulling me back against him gently, careful not to shake Mason around too much.

“I love you.” He whispered, placing a kiss on my jaw bone. I smiled to myself, I was really lucky to have something this outstanding. I had what most people never got, I had a family.

“I love you.” I replied, leaving off the too. He hated when I said ‘I love you too’ he felt like I was just agreeing with what he was saying not telling him that I love him as much as he loves me. Which I was beginning to figure out was quite a bit.

I finished feeding Mason and rocked him back to sleep, before I stood up and placed him in his crib. I turned back to the bed and laughed at what I saw. Craig had crawled out from under the covers and laid on top of them on his side, with one leg out straight, and one knee bent straight into the air. His head was resting on his palm, and he had on nothing but a pair of boxer briefs.

I ran back to the bed and playfully jumping on his straddling his waist.

“Well hello.” He smiled, and I laughed leaning down and pushing my lips to his quickly. I pulled away moving so that I was laying beside him, my head rested on his chest, his hands snaked around my waist, pulling me closer to him, my leg tangling with his two.

It only took me a few minutes before I finally drifted back into a thankfully dreamless sleep.