After agreeing to go out on a blind date with someone Evelyn's twin brother has set me up; I decide to take an early night even though I have a 11a.m. flight tomorrow.
I just need rest.
A lot of it.
Mostly to forget the things I am remembering.
I make myself a cup of green tea and turn on the heater as it is getting colder day by day.
I slip into my favorite onesie and just seat on my bed with earphones on.
Earlier back in New Zealand; I just used to read books.
Forget about the past; Mist.
I literally scream to myself.
FORGET. IT.
IT IS GONE.
A small part of me suddenly says he is gone too; and tears suddenly rush to my eyes.
I WILL NOT CRY. I don't deserve it.
I quickly push two aspirin pills in my mouth and chug down some water.
I feel myself falling asleep; the rhythmic purring of the heater like a lullaby.
* * *
I can subconsciously feel myself dreaming; but yet I am not aware it is a dream.I am at the beach. Back in New Zealand.
Someone is there along with me.
I feel strangely free from the pressure of my parents; a thing I never felt in New Zealand.
It is a stormy beach.
But someone is there with me who makes me happy.
He is walking beside me; his short blonde hair ruffling with the strong breeze.
His amber-chocolate brown eyes make me melt from the inside.
And even more strangely; I am laughing out loud. Along with him.
The love of my life.
Suddenly; a huge mist falls on the beach. I panic. I can't see him anymore.
I shout his name; till my voice is hoarse.
Suddenly the mist clears; but in his place is that woman.
Her back turned to me.
But she doesn't need to do that anymore. I know who she is.
A scream rises in my throat.
"Where is he gone?" I choke.
But that woman doesn't answer.
She approaches me. I try to run; but my feet can't move.
I scream.
She gets closer; within inches of me and I see her nails.
Long and sharp; like talons.
I scream his name louder.
But that woman speaks to me in a cold voice sending shivers through my spine.
"You sinned. You murdered. You will be punished."
But I don't care about myself.
"Where is he?" I say.
The woman; with her back still turned scratches my face.
It stings. I scream loudly.
She continues to scratch my face and I can't move.
I scream louder. My wounds emit blood.
My face feels numb.
"You sinned" she is continuously repeating in a ragged voice while scratching me.
I can't take it any longer.
"You sinned; too. You MURDERED innocent people!" I scream at her face.
The woman gives out a long high pitched scream on hearing me; like a howl.
And I wake up.
* * *
I wake up suddenly. It is pitch dark outside.
My clock reads 3:00 a.m.
I remember my dream.
But my face; it is stinging rawly.
I finally get up and look at myself in the mirror.
My face is covered in blood. And misshappen ugly red scratches.
I scream; and a dog howls in the night.
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Suffocated
HorrorADRENALINE RUSH IS LIKE MY ALCOHOL. I can't do it anymore now. I can't live the life that I lived. I must forget my past; I must forget what I've done. Or I will succumb to them. But my past is coming back to me. It's suffocating me. And I can't...