When Reality Steps In (New)

Old bed, new bed,hospital bed.?

Zyla's POV

Tossing and turning in my bed as my nightmares get more intense. I bust open awake.

"Addie wake up" I shake my sister

"Mmm" she groans forcing her eyes to open

"I had a nightmare"

"Go back to sleep" she whines turning her sleepy body the other direction .

"Nice talk" I say sadly to my self . I toss over and dial Irvin's number

*dial tone*

Yup no answer . I lay on my back and stare at the ceiling letting my imagination draw pictures .

The burning sun rolls in lighting my ceiling up, I've been up almost all night just thinking and imagining something on my blank white ceiling . Pathetic isn't it.

I grab my phone and call Irvin again , no answer I shoot him a text .

Been over half an hour and still no reply, I shamelessly shoot him another desperate text.

And finally an answer

He seems upset . I text him asking what's wrong trying to calm him .

He quickly shoots back a "I'm sorry"

I scrunch my eyebrows , and reply back 'for what'

'Everything' I read to myself

'What's everything I'm sure it's not a big deal so it's okay' I say hoping that would get him to tell me but no as also ways reality sets in and makes me realize I have said the worst thing possible he just says 'omg'

I ask 'what' still clueless of my own words and the horrible word I strong hate comes in to play 'nothing'

Reality has a horrible and power way of setting in like a hurricane on a summer day.

'Tell me' I reply he simply says the words 'no'

He doesn't reply .... Minutes came by and no answer

I try to call and assure him . But no answer half an hour goes by then another half hour then another hour and two more hours.

It's been four hours and still no reply . Oh gosh how this guy worries me to a heart attack.

I stare at my phone pacing my mothers room at she is at work with my brother and my sister is sleeping in ours.

*dial tone*

3 rings

"Huh..." I jump and pounce on the bed like an angry bob cat.

"Hello what are you doing" I say worried and quickly like if an astroid was heading towards the earth.

He pauses taking a slow breathe
"Uh sleeping" he says in his deep tired voice.

"we were having a conversation and when I try to make you talk you fall asleep and magically don't hear your phone" I say slightly yelling. Clearly I was upset and just worried there was no possible way for me to have the right mind set in this situation

"You know what , whatever I'm not doing this with you" he says angrily

"No don't hang up yo-"

*long beep*

I set my phone by my bed in utter disappointment , yup he hung up.

I wasn't crying I just simply turning on my tv and tried to take my mind off things

*BAM*

Yeah you thought , yeah no way that would happen reality hit me like a true shotgun to the face off a deer.