Insomnia

Chapter 7: Nightmare

Have you been to a sewer? No? Well, under normal circumstances, of course you wouldn't be.  But I'm telling you, if you get to choose between an angry mob chasing you down and the sewer? Pick the angry mob, at least they don't smell like crap, nor do they harbor rats as big as your shoes.

By now, everybody was sleeping except for me and Luther who was keeping watch.  There was no light, it was pure darkness, and it was humid down here, it's like you cant even get enough oxygen through your lungs with this crappy smell, and my body, my body ached with the wounds I got, my foot was bandaged up, but luckily enough for me, it felt a little better, considering I wasn't walking but sitting down.  But it was the shoulder, it hurt really badly.

I wondered what time it would be up there? probably it was at the early hours of the morning..and what about those bodies up there? What do you think were happening to them? I guess they were technically left out in the open, getting devoured to the last piece of flesh that those dead people still had. 

I shook the images off my mind.  For one, they didn't look good, and another, images like these always lead to nightmares.  And as you see, screaming my butt off because of a nightmare wouldn't totally be a good thing because those things got attracted to any sound you'll make.  And I suppose, screaming would draw more than enough to our location.  We weren't even sure if we were the only ones down here.  I mean, if those things can find us up there, how much more down here?

I inhaled and tried to get sleep as best I could, funny of course, even if it was warm down here, it also felt cold, like dead cold.  I mean, I was shivering, and I guess I was also seeing weird things every time I closed my eyes.  Like a zombie there, then a zombie here, a zombie attacking Kit Kat, and another zombie, slowly eating me up.  Seriously, it was enough to make one sick.

I slumped on my back, I was completely weak now.  After that freaking car crash, joined with that monster's bite, just made things really suck now.  And I was hungry, so very, very hungry, my stomach twisted and turned, yearning for food, yet logically, there was none, zero, nothing.  Even the backpacks Adrian brought along ended up getting blown into bits.

My eyes sprang towards Luther as I heard him sniffling, he wiped his eyes and I realized, he was actually mourning for Lilith, I quickly closed my eyes, ashamed of myself that I had to look at him, and not give him some private time alone.

Poor Luther, and poor Kit Kat, I knew what they were both going through, and I know how hard it was to act like your strong in front of the people you love, so that those people who placed their trust and dependance on you, wouldn't also dare to give up their fight against life.

Luther's face burned at the back of my head.  He looked so sad, so grievous, it reminded me of my dad, the first time he learned that my mom had died, he didn't even take it so lightly. 

He locked himself in mom's room for the whole night, and when we checked him out in the morning, his eyes were still puffy, and he was hugging mom's beautiful picture frame.  Cradling himself like a baby.  And the only thing he ever was saying to himself was mom's name, Vivian, Vivian, Vivian, over and over again. 

Never, have I seen someone cry the way dad did for mom, not even Luther made it half as how dad cried for mom. 

I wiped a tear that was coming out of the corner of my eye, I didn't know that I was crying already. As for why I was crying, I didn't know.  I guess for days of suppressing the urge to cry for dad's death.  It all had to go out now, or else I was gonna explode any minute.  I muffled the sniffling, because as much as my body hurt, nothing pained me more than what my heart felt right now.

I clenched my fists as I hugged myself, the smell, and the rough ground that I was lying on didn't make sleeping any easier to find.  Mice squeaked at a distance and I knew they were close.  Gah, I hated them.

"Argh," Luther cursed.  "My arm..." he said to himself, I slowly opened my eyes, his arm? What had Lilith's death go to do with his arm?

I shrugged that off, probably it was because my body was hurting, or that my head couldn't take much of every bad memory we came across today, and the fact that my heart was aching for reasons I wished I could get over with as quickly as dad resolved to stop crying for mom every night.  I decided to not let my curiosity get the better of me.

Sweat trickled down my face.  It was uncomfortable, everything was.

"Caleb," Adrian's voice came through drowsily.  "They shot mom...Caleb, mom, she's been shot!" He's arms suddenly went thrashing around.  His face contorted of fear, and only of fear.

And as hurriedly as I could, I clamped his mouth, not minding the burning sensation on my shoulder, I valued our lives more than my shoulder you see, and I guess that's when he woke up, tears flowing from his eyes.

Luther turned around, sounding worse than annoyed.  "Is everything alright?"

But before I could even answer Luther's question, Adrian roughly pushed me away, the dagger positioned at a defensive position.  "Come any closer, and I'll kill you!" he yelled, his eyes looking like they were meant to kill.

Kit Kat suddenly sprang up, her blue eyes wide with fright.  "W-What's going on?" she asked, her voice still on sleeping mode.  "They're not here, right?"

I looked at her, "No, none of them are."

She quickly picked herself up and walked towards Adrian, understanding dawning on her now pale face. 

"Adrian.." she whispered.  And as fast as Kit Kat said that, Adrian's shoulders relaxed, sure he looked like he was still gonna kill someone, but at least he looked less hostile now

I winced, "It's okay Adrian...it's alright," I said.  Clutching my shoulder, because that's where Adrian really placed his force more on when he pushed me to the wall.  It bled again.

"Caleb?" he asked.  "I'm sorry," he said, dropping his dagger.  "I thought...I thought..."

I nodded my head.  "Don't worry," I said soothingly.

He closed his eyes, and slumped back to the ground.  "Nightmare, sorry..." He whispered to himself.  Adrian's breathing composed, and I knew he was back to sleeping.

Luther approached Adrian and took the dagger away from him.  "Might hurt himself." He murmured, putting it on his pocket.  And then Luther went to a corner and sat again.  It looked like he wanted us to leave him alone this time.

Since it was the both of us who were left standing,I looked at Kit Kat and realized she had just slept now, because her eyes were red and so was her nose, it was obvious she actually cried herself to her sleep.  But even though she did, she still was the most beautiful girl in the world.

She looked at me, and smiled halfheartedly, "Can I sleep beside you, Caleb?"

I smiled, like I seriously did.  Kit Kat always made me happy no matter what circumstance I got through with.  "Yeah, sure."

She walked towards me and slowly she leaned over my chest, I let my good arm hold her body until her breathing slowed and steadied.  In a few minutes she was back to sleeping, and as for me, I started to drift away, removing every bad thing that occurred today out of my system, oh well...I knew I didn't know what may happen tomorrow, but I didn't care, as long as Kit Kat was in my arms, all is well.

All is well.

(AN: Just a short one for now, I shall make it longer the next time, I'm really tired. LOL.  Besides, the next chap would really be exciting, so please, continue reading and voting please! That is, if you liked it!)