Nightmare // Luke Brooks

Nightmare; Luke Brooks fan fiction

NOTE: I'M DOING SOME SERIOUS EDITING SO SORRY IF SOME PARTS DONT MATCH UP! 

nightmare

noun

1.

a frightening or unpleasant dream.

"I had nightmares after watching the horror movie"

synonyms: bad dream, night terrors; More

2.

a very unpleasant or frightening experience or prospect.

"the nightmare of racial hatred"

synonyms: ordeal, horror, torment, trial; More

I realised that he was my nightmare, but it wasn't exactly a nightmare?

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"You're insane Luke!" I scream as I bawl my eyes out. My vision blurs vaguely as I find it hard to breathe in this suffocating air that surrounds me. He turns around grasping hold a knife covered in crimson red blood, which was shiny and spotless just a few moments ago. His eyes burn right through me with anger, with every step he took closer to me my heart beat increased rapidly.

"What did you just call me?" he growls.

"I-I didn't say anything," I mummble hoping to god I would not say anything else to displease him.

"This defiantly isn't the first time I have taken someone's life Sammy, be warned of that," a devilish smirk places upon his lips.

I take a step backwards, trying to get away from this monster of a teen, but before I know it my back brushes against a cold surface, too cold for my liking. Luke's body hovers extremly close to mine. His body slightly touches mine radiating warmth throughout me. I felt his hot breath tickle my neck which gave me a shock of shivers. My eyes were shut tight as I refused to open them.

"Better not make me angry Sammy, you wouldn't want me to do something to hurt you and your loved ones now... would you?" He whispers carefully in my ear. 

"Why, why are you like this? Why are you doing this?"

He chuckles darkly, "Why not?"

I squirm with my eyes shooting open. Ultimate shock running through my body but what shocked me was that he wasn't standing in front of me anymore. It's like he vanished into thin air because he was gone.