Chapter Eight: The Nigtmare

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Just before you guys start reading.

I just wanted y'all to know that I might not update anymore because I'm not happy with the amount of votes I got for the previous chapters. There's a lot of y'all reading it which is good but hardly any of you are voting.

If you are one of those people that don't vote, please do because I've already written sixteen chapters for this story and if you like this story then I suggest you vote.

Anyway thanks for reading. Enjoy.

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A month later

Ever had that time when you wake up and you just can't seem to breathe. Like your suffocating in your own bed and even though there's plenty of oxygen around you, you just can't seem to Intake it. That's how I felt when I woke up. I sat up in bed panting like crazy, gasping for air.

Nightmare. That's what I had. Another freaking nightmare.

I really hate nightmares, I wish they were just never there. They scare you to death and then you start feeling creeped out for weeks......it's not a great feeling, especially when you've been getting them at such a young age.

You'd think that getting continuous nightmares at the young age of eleven would make me more used to them but no. Every time I get a nightmare, it sucks, and it creeps me out for a week or so. Usually I'd just have that one night every week where I just randomly get a nightmare. But these days it's been continuous and I'm starting to think this is going to be a daily thing -well nightly thing.

I squeezed my eyes shut and flopped back down on the bed rubbing under my eyes, I looked like shit, I already knew that part. These nightmares were really taking a toll on me. I wasn't getting enough sleep and it sucked, freaking sucked!

Situations like this sucked! I was not going to get a wink at sleep and it was freakin 3 am in the morning. Mum was asleep, Chloe was knocked off everyone in practically the whole of this neighbourhood was asleep. I was the only crazily insane person that was still awake.

I still have another four hours before I'd be disturbed by mums singing in the shower, thats four freaking hours of perfect sleeping time. Guess who'll be walking like a zombie today?

My noes scrunched up as I sat up in my warm bed. The bedsheets were tossed and turned just like the way my hair must look. I didn't have any mirror next to me to check myself but I knew that my hair must be horrific since I can't even get my fingers halfway through.

Yea I'm defiantly not going to get any sort of sleep here. I kicked of the blankets and decided that I'd just take a long shower and freshen up a bit even though it's 3 am in the morning, I might as well just spend the rest of the morning awake and try and catch some sleep in the afternoon.

I had quickly jumped in the shower and took a one hour long bath pleased that this time there was no annoyed mum banging on the door or a pissed off Chloe saying a line of obscenities when I stayed for too long.

When I finally got out I made sure to put even more lotion on myself then I did on a daily basis, I was just letting time pass by. When I got changed I stood there in the middle of my dark room just looking around at my surroundings. I didn't really know what to do know...usually by now I'd still be in the comfort of my bed in a deep sleep but unfortunately here I was wide awake and already bored out of my life.

I could go and get the art pad out and begin on my assignment.....nah! The last thing I wanted to do was work and plus I was extremely lazy since the art supplies were downstairs. I wasn't going to go downstairs just for that!

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