Nightmares and Fantasies | L.H | supernatural au

Ch. 1

I feel a cold shiver crawl down my spine as I open my eyes. I fold my hands together tightly as sweat runs down my face. I start to shake I'm sweaty, in panic. I wipe my hands down on my covers and try to sleep again, but once I close my eyes I can feel the impact of the air bag hitting my chest so hard that it knocks the air out of my lungs. I can still hear the glass cracking around me, the woman's scream, my father's panic; it plays sharply in my ears. I can see the flash of the headlights of her car; it blinds my eyes, yet the darkness surrounding me. Soon, I smell fresh blood making my stomach turn. I still remember how the car came to an abrupt stop afterwards, how I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move.

The sirens started screaming, and the police came. They helped us; my father and I were blessed that day. I looked into the woman's car and her face was covered in blood. I wanted to scream, maybe even cry at the sight of her. I'll never forgot how lifeless she looked, how blessed I was to be alive. At the hospital they announced her dead, but I knew that when I first saw her. Her husband looked at my father and me with pure hatred in his eyes. He blamed us, but come to find out, the woman was rushing, and she was panicking before the crash. I heard her yelling, "Shut the fuck up! I just need to see my daughter, let me see her!"

She was in desperate need to see her daughter, so she wasn't paying attention and swerved into the next lane, where my father and I were on our way home. He tried to hit the break, but time ran out, and we hit her. The husband is the real reason why she's dead. If he wasn't telling her she couldn't see her daughter then maybe she could still be alive. He still blames us to this day, but he's the reason.

The daughter came to the hospital also, but the doctors say she didn't come in until everyone was gone. That night I couldn't sleep, just like tonight.

I keep reliving my nightmare, but I want it to end. I just don't know how, it replays in my head every time I close my eyes. I don't drive at night; it brings up too many memories I've been trying to forget. I can never walk on that street again, never, but I pass it almost every day.

***

I get out of bed and go downstairs. I get a drink of water and I feel a hand on my shoulder; it's my mother's. She softly ruffles her hands through my hair and kisses my cheek.

"The nightmares will stop Luke." She speaks softly, instantly making me feel at ease.

I tap my fingers on the water bottle quietly and shake my head slowly.

"They can't, and they won't. I will forever relive that experience." I say as I look at the floor.

I try to focus my attention on the soft light of the sun rising. I can't think about that, I have school in a few hours.

"They won't leave, because you won't let them. You keep them by telling yourself you will. The power of life and death is in the tongue."

I nod, she tells me this every day, yet I still don't listen. It's hard trying to forget an event like that, but it's very easy to remember.

"I'll try, I'll try my best. How did dad get over it?" I reply.

My mother sighs caressing my cheek.

"He hasn't, he's really good at pretending something never happened, but once night hits, he goes to that same street, and lets out everything he's been keeping inside."

I hate to imagine my father crying, he's a strong man, but the strongest of men have to learn to cry, or they are no longer strong. I guess to be like my father, to admire his endowment, I have to allow myself to let out my emotions. I won't really be tough if I don't, I'll just be a coward, afraid of what the world has in store for me and I wouldn't be able to take it.

I look at my mother one last time before I decide to go upstairs and I kiss her cheek. She hugs me tightly and I rest my chin on her head. She rubs my back in comfort, making my nightmares go away for a fate second.

"Goodnight Lucas..." she whispers.

"Goodnight mom." I say then I go back upstairs, wishing not to be haunted by the memory anymore.