dragon fire

chapter 18

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"Shayla..... Shayla wake up. Are you alright?" Opening my eyes, Quinn is leaning over, but he doesn't look like him.

He's holding me down; his arm pinned against my throat. "Quinn what are you doing here?"

He held something up over my eyes so I can see it. He's holding a knife, wagging it back and forth; across my field of vision. "You will die Dragon. You are all scum. Vermin."

Pain ripped through me, as he stabbed me in the chest, killing me.

Bolting upright, hands covering my chest. I'm still in my apartment alone. The only thing that's different, I'm once again human. "Eliana what happened?"

"You changed back during the night, I tried to take control to get you to bed, but I couldn't seem to get through. Are you alright?"

"Just a bad dream is all. Nothing to worry about." I'm still on the floor, standing I brushed myself off; and went to my dresser and grabbed some clothes, and went to get ready for work.

"Are you sure you're alright?"

"I'm fine, really. It was just a nightmare; nothing to be worried about. I have to get to work."

I said stepping into the bathroom; I had a quick shower and got dressed; and walked out the door, descending the stairs.

Stepping through the shop door, Quinn is standing at the cash, he looked at me as I walked in; I had to stop, my breath catching, as the memory of my nightmare flashes through my mind.

"Shayla are you alright?" "Yeah I'm fine. I just didn't sleep very well last night. How are things going here?" "Fine. Lisa is in the back, getting thigs ready. You go on back, and I will be back in a moment."

I nodded, and walked past him. I stuffed my stuff under the counter and got to work.

Lisa looked at me, as I pulled two trays of brownies from the fridge. "Are you alright?" Looking over at her, I nodded. "Yeah I'm fine." I said lifting the brownies from the pan, before I started to cut them.

I can feel Lisa's eyes on me, but she didn't say anything else to me, for which I am very grateful. I got the first pan cut, and Quinn walked back, coming up next to me, making me tense to the point I almost cut myself with the knife.

"Are you sure you're alright? You seem a little jumpy this morning. Is there something you need to talk about?" Shaking my head. "No I'm fine really. It's nothing."

He gave me a look; then nodded, not at all convinced; he grabbed the one tray and went out to the front.

Lisa finished her cake and came up next to me, setting her hands on the counter next to me.

"There's something wrong with you. I know there is, what is it?" She put a hand on my arm; and I winced a little.

"What is it? What's wrong with your arm?"
"It's nothing. I just bumped my arm; and it bruised a little, but I'm fine." She nodded; and took her two cakes out to the front, leaving me in the back alone.

After I finished the brownies; I grabbed everything else that needs to be cut, and got to work. Quinn walked into the back, I didn't even need to look up; I haven't had to do that for a while; I know when he comes into a room.

"Alright Shayla it's just you and I. I know there's something you're not telling me, and I want to know what it is." Setting my knife down; I looked up at him.

"Where's Lisa?" "She went over to the diner; so you and I have a few minutes alone. Tell me what is wrong with you."

"I had a dream last night. Someone was trying to kill me. They were choking me, and then they stabbed me." "Do you know who it was?"

I nodded, but I wouldn't look at him. I resumed cutting the squares. He came up to me, setting a hand over mine, stilling my movements. He took the knife from me; setting it aside. "Who killed you in your dream? Shayla look at me, and tell me." Looking at him, I said.

"You. You killed me." He took a step back, the look of horror on his face. "Why did I try to kill you?" "I don't know. You didn't tell me. But I don't think it was you. I think it was Cormac that somehow looked like you." Shaking his head. "But I don't understand." "Neither do I, and I don't want to know. I want everything to go back to the way it was before." He nodded.

"I know. But it can't. Now we have to figure this out. I don't want you do freak every time you see me."

I nodded. "I shouldn't have told you." Taking my hand. "No I'm glad you did. I needed to know. I would never try to kill you, I would have no reason to ever try to kill you. So let us try and get past this. Let's get back to our lives."

"Okay. That sounds like a plan. But we need to get these done so we can open the shop." He nodded, and took the tray from me, heading to the front of the store.

"That's why you wouldn't tell me. He won't try and kill you, even though you think he will. Just telling him everything you just did, now gives you everything you need to know about him."

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but everything will be fine now. Hush, he's coming back."

She kept talking, but I didn't really listen to her, as he came back to help me.

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