Fighting Till the End

How it all Started

I was laying down in my bed when my Mom knocked on the door. "Sweetie, are you awake," she whispered. I rolled over to face her and smiled, "Of course, I'm always awake when you guys leave." They usually left at around 8 o'clock and I woke up at about 7:30. I had a dream that night that my Mom would come in at around 7:20 and both of my parents would leave at around 7:30, so I forced myself to wake up at 7 o'clock.

 Everything happened just as it did in my dream. My Mom came in with her long brown hair in a bun, all her makeup applied. She never, ever had too much makeup. She truly believed in natural beauty. She sat on my bed next to me, "Abby, your Dad and I have to get to work early. There's a new piece of evidence of the investigation our station is working on and they asked me to come down. Your Dad just received a call from his boss at the hospital, asking if he can perform an emergency surgery for a friend of his. We will try to be home as soon as possible..."

 I already knew this was going to happen and the best part was that I knew exactly what to say, "It's okay, Mom. You guys do what you have to, I'll get dinner ready for tonight." She was even wearing the same outfit that I saw in my dream, a black skirt and black jacket with a purple turtleneck underneath. The same black heels that she wore almost every day. "Thanks honey, I knew you would," she said, "I'm hoping we will be home by 6 o'clock. You, me and your Dad have a lot to talk about." I could sense the nervousness in her voice, "Mom, everything's going to be okay, right? Why do you sound so scared?" 

She kept her smile on her face, "Everything is going to be fine, I just don't know how you are going to react to the surprise." I grabbed my Mom's hand, "Mom, I'm sure I'm going to react just the way you expect, just the way you want." She squeezed my hand and kissed my forehead, "We'll be back sooner than you think. I love you!" She got up and closed the door gently. I listened as my Mom and Dad walked down the stairs and closed the front door. The last thing I heard before I fell asleep again was the car running and leaving the driveway. 

I had another dream after I fell asleep, this one was worse. When I have dreams, they usually come true. So after I finished the dream I had earlier, dreaming that my parents would get killed in a car crash, I freaked out and called my best friend. It was 10:30 in the morning when I called Sam, and he knew something was wrong. I usually woke up at 11:30, I always call him at around noon.

 "Hey Abby, what's up," he asked. Hearing his tired voice comforted me for some reason. "Sam, I had another dream, a bad dream. Has there been anything on the news about a car crash," I yelled to him, and I knew he backed away from the phone. He usually woke up around 11 o'clock, so hearing someone yell at you through a phone 30 minutes before you wake up,  was terrible for him. "Um... Hold on, give me a sec," he said calmly, "Nope, Abby there is nothing on the news about a car crash."

 I exhaled a sigh of relief, "Sam, could you by any chance come over to my house, whenever you are fully awake?" He laughed over the phone, "Abby, I'm on my way now." He hung up, he didn't live that far from me. His parents worked a lot too, so he usually walked over to my house, he was only a few houses down. I put my phone down on my wooden desk and rose out of my bed. I made the bed, making sure the purple sheets were perfect and the blue pillows were perfect and fluffed out. My parents sometimes checked my room to see if I made my bed. They stopped doing it, but they made it into a habit. 

I left my room and went down the marble stairs. I slid on the floor right to the kitchen, there was a piece of paper on the counter. It said, "Hey Sweetheart, hope your day is going great! Don't forget to clean your room and clean the living room. We will be having company tonight when we get home. Oh and by the way, you can just order pizza around 5:30. Dad and I will just pick it up on our way home. Love you!" I wish I kept that note.