Forever In My Nightmares (Darkiplier)

Im Taking My Time On My Ride

As Jack had promised, I was released in his care. Was I ecstatic about that? No. Because he was serious when he said that I'd be knocked out if it meant me getting sleep. He would be the first person to sing me to sleep, tranquillize me, or even shove sleeping medication down my throat.  All I knew with him, was that when night came, I was sleeping.

This was all I thought about as he drove me home. My bond with the window kept on getting stronger as we drove the out the hour on the streets. The world outside the window seemed to be a whole other dimension. Maybe the whole world was a delusion. A delusion from which I would soon wake up.

At least, when I woke, I wouldn't have to worry about Dark. Or any of my counter parts that exist deep inside me. I won't have to worry about Dark, Wilford Warfstache, Google, Bing, Dr. Iplier, The Host. None of them. Because none of them would matter if only Dark didn't exist. If only I ceased to exist, none of this would have happened.

I finally sighed and turned to Jack, not realizing the tears pouring down my face.
He looked at me for a moment and his shoulders sagged, his eyes laced with sympathy. My mind went blank then. Like an Etch-A-Sketch being turned upside down and shook until all that remained was the grey smudges of what used to be a picture.

"Jack..." I said quietly as he sighed.

"Yes, Mark?" He asked me.

"I never wanted this to happen. I never wanted to hurt you or anyone else. I never wanted to deal with this. I didn't mean to do something so stupid. I just can't control my sleep patterns and my drea-"

"It's fine. I understand. I didn' want this ta happen either. Unfortunately, things never work ou' tha way we plan." He told me. "To live is just to fall asleep, to die is to awaken." He quoted one of the bands he listens to.

"Can you play that song for me?" I asked him. He looked over and gave a small smile before reaching into the console and pulling out the "Selfish Machines" CD.
Pierce The Veil was one of his favorite bands.

He popped the CD into the player and turned on the song "Million Dollar Houses (The Painter)" and sang along as we drove.

"So what if I was just a painter,
Painting houses on the rich blue coast?
Would you ever try to leave me,
For somebody who deserves you most?
'Cause darling,
I am just a painter.
I'm painting houses for the rich old folks.
I'm gonna make a million dollars,
Cause nobody's gonna steal you, No.
For diamonds and gold.
(For diamonds and gold)."

Jack sang and I found myself joining in for there chorus. My spirits soaring along with the lyrics.

"Cause I've broken bones for you,
And for you only!
(We make money
but we just can't keep this home)
So give me your heart
And then your hand and we can run!"

My heart lifted to the skies and I actually felt happy... Now i see why people love music so much.

"She's like a bullet through an ocean.
I still remember how you move so slow.
You tried to kill me with a shotgun
(BANG)
Now we're even.
We don't stop till someone's bleeding!"

That one was probably the downside of it all. A love started (or gone) wrong. The chorus kicked in and I continued to sing with Jack. Every note lifted us up.

"Permanently yours!
Sometimes the moon looks brighter than the sun.
As times like this run up my wrists,
She hates all of the guts and blood.
Splash around with me,
While we move like flames on burning sheets
And your doctor won't stop calling me your medication.
Baby, now sometimes things don't work out the way we planned.
To live is just to fall asleep,
To die is to awaken!"

I looked over at Jack and he smiled at me, taking a backroad and rolling the windows down, cranking up the stereo. And we continued with out duet.

"Maybe we're meant to lose the ones we love but I'll fight for you till then.
And if they stole you from me,
on my arm there's a tattoo of your name!"

We finished out the last chorus and the wind blew in my hair, making me feel free. I guess it's been awhile since I felt like this.

I completely loved this. Sadly, I knew it wouldn't be long before we would be parked at my house.

Part of me believed that we would soon be sitting back at my house, watching Family Feud or a something off Disney channel (probably Dog With A Blog) while eating chips and pizza. We would be watching a movie or cooking together, resulting in either falling asleep on the couch or WWIII
(Aka. The food fight of the century).

Then part of me wanted to believe that we would decide to leave this town. Go out to the countryside and away from the city that never sleeps. With me in the car and (when/if) Jack finds out about what I've done, it'll be like Thelma and Louise made over. We'll go on the run together and drive off into the sunset ( or in worst case scenario, like Thelma and Louise, off a cliff) being perfectly calm but with every worry in our minds.

However, I eventually felt the disappointment when Jack turned back to the main road and I saw the city again. I just silently rode along, not objecting to him taking me home so early. The sun was just setting behind the city buildings. I wanted to go somewhere. However, the people at the doctors office said to get in a sleep schedule no earlier or later than nine PM to seven AM.

Jack, being the friend he is, decided to obey these rules. So we go home now. But as Jack gave me the prescription medicine and a sip of his water to take it with, my head leaned against the window and I shut my eyes. I knew he would carry me in to the house. The strong medicine knocked me out in minutes and I drifted into a dreamless sleep.

Finally.

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Hey guys! I'm sorry for the late updates. The WIFI at my house has been cut off due to being tight on money, so the updates will be a little slower. I will try to regularly update (anywhere from a week to a month, a month and a half tops) with this slight complication. Terribly sorry for the disappointment.

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