Die to Live

Chapter 3: "Not again"

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Let me tell you, I can't sleep with the lights on, no matter how low they are or where they come from I just can't, and today, the sun was brighter than. And it was all over my face. Seems like the storm finally ended. I yawned and sat up to find an empty bed and I can't deny, I got scared for a second. I pulled the sheets aside and moved to the border of the bed, face to face to my room's door.  I stayed looking at it a couple minutes, thinking about that nightmare....it was so weird I could still feel fear when I thought of it. I looked at my clean fingers, rubbed them and for a second, I saw blood and nothing again. I jumped, closed my eyes very hard and opened them again to find nothing but my clean hands. That nightmare really worked my mind, I needed to forget it. Last night when Jane asked me about it I didn't tell her what really happened... don't want her to get worried about anything. But I just can't stop thinking about it. 

I wondered where Jane was at until a delicious smell hit my nose: strawberry pancakes and bacon. I got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to get ready.  Took a bath, and now, I can feel the effect of all the nights I haven't slept at all, and I just wanna go back to bed. But again, the sun.

When I was done I went downstairs to where the delicious smell was coming from, and when I arrived at the kitchen, to my surprise, there she was, dancing to the music on the stereo and cooking. The thing that first came to my mind when I saw her was thanking God she was alright, I would never ever hurt her, she is my world. I would put my head under a blade for her.

Clueless, she kept dancing. It was quite hilarious, but she looked beautiful like always. I remained silent as I watched her dance and sing completely out of rhythm, she hates when I do this but she won't dance if she knows I'm watching. Suddenly she turned around and her cheeks turned a bright red.

"Good morning," I said laughing.

"Good morning, you always get me in my worst moments Vincent, I was dancing like a maniac!" She rolled her eyes and grinned.

"Nah, u dance really nice sweetheart." I kissed her forehead and sat at the table.

She served me my plate and then she sat in front of me with a plate for her.

"Thank you, baby," I said.

"No problem, I know these are your favorites and after a rough night I decided to do something sweet."

"Tastes delicious, only you know how I like my pancakes." I winked at her. 

"Your welcome honey. Hey, can I ask you something?..." She looked curious, preoccupied. And didn't reply my wink. 

"Sure, what is it?" I think I know where this is going. 

"Why did you lie to me?." Her face was straight. I stopped chewing, my heart stopped for a second and I was outta words. Shit, she knows me too we'll. 

"You know you can tell me anything right? no matter how bad it looks like. That's what I'm here for." She waited for a response. 

"Lie to you? I would never lie to you baby. I know, and I love you so so much for that." I was going to kiss her when she stopped me.

"Really? Was a clown calling you fat? That was your big nightmare?" Now she looked annoyed. Shes going to figure things out sooner or later. 

"Hey, that was real. I will never forget that stupid clown, I hate clowns because of him, and Brent too. You know that's true, you were there when it happened and you laughed at me remember?". I said teasingly, trying to avoid the topic. 

"I have dreamed about it before, it really crushed my little heart. In my defense, I was a little boy and I looked like a basketball, only, I didn't know that until he told me." I said raising my fork. "Ugh, and Brent, that damn kid, he made fun of me in front of everyone at school after that. He turned my elementary into a living hell."

"Vincent, come on. I know you better than anyone, that was not it. Besides, you stopped dreaming about that years ago and you told me you got over it. It's ok if you don't want to talk about it right now, but if it was that bad, don't let it in, OK?. You can trust me. Look at me."

I looked at her in the eyes and all I could say was. " I'm just glad you're OK. I love you." And gave her a kiss.

"I'll tell you everything I promise."

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After eating, Jane wanted to watch a movie, we were almost an hour debating in either watching Finding Nemo or Taken, wich obviously I preferred Taken. Against my wishes, we ended with Finding Nemo, but anything just to see her smile. She loves this movie but...Taken is far better than a cartoon movie. After the movie ended, I begged her to watch at least the first movie of Taken with me and after almost another hour, she accepted. Since she didn't like it and finds Taken "the same as all 3", she fell asleep. But to be honest, she was also very tired from yesterday's workout, it was her fist day and still woke up before me to bake me breakfast. Carefully, I carried her to our room and placed her in bed.

 Our room is very spacious, the bed is king size and very simply decored with white clothing. It was placed looking towards our panoramic window, wich gave us view to the city and it has like a mini living room on the side of the bed with a small couch, a bean chair and another one hanging from the ceiling (I've always wanted one of those chairs). The tv was put on the wall, wich was painted in grey with details made of real wood and warm lights. There are 3 doors, one for the walk in closet wich was divided in two, the other door for the bathroom and the one every room has. It was very comfortable to be in even if it doesn't compare with my parents' mansion, but I'm happy here. 

 I stayed with her for a while and then got dressed to go out for my daily to clear my mind a bit. When I got out of the walk-in closet, I heard her murmuring but couldn't understand a thing she said.

"Jane? Did u say something?" I said in a very low voice in case she was sleep talking.

"Vincent..."

"Yes, honey?" I walked towards her in bed, she was all wrapped up in the sheets like a cocoon. 

"Are you going to run?"

"Yes, baby"

"Can you wait for me? just give me 10 minutes and wake me up alright?"

"Alright, that's my girl."

I closed my eyes and after a moment I blacked out, until, something was bugging me and woke me up. I got up and walked around the house and a familiar feeling was starting to grow. It can't be, I thought. Not again please, not again. I was walking again thru that same hallway, the same vibes covered my chest, my steps pulling me closer to that door in my nightmare yesterday. I kept walking towards it not able to swallow out of my nervousness. If I was going through this again, I was going to find out what that door meant and why am I dreaming about this. The lights turned off. Fear and anger mixed together, my hand met blood, my eyes found the door. It was real, it was there in front of me. When I reached the door I saw something written on it just like yesterday, getting closer trying to catch a better glance at it, in a crimson liquid sliding in the door it read "THIS IS YOUR FAULT". I screamed my heart out.