Awful Memories

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Alex's POV~Dream
I lay under my covers, fast asleep, not a care in the world. I turn over in my bed. The next thing I hear is two loud bangs. I hastily sit up in bed, and then I hear my mothers bloodcurdling screams coming from downstairs. I jump out and rush to the railing of the upstairs. My father is laying on the floor, blood covering his chest. My mother lays beside him, struggling to stay alive. She dies. The men standing above her all look up at me. I do the only thing I can do....scream.

Alex's POV~Real life
I wake up in cold sweat, shooting up from the covers. I breath heavily, constantly telling myself that it's only a horrid nightmare. It has been a total of one year after my parents death. I still have vivid dreams about that night. I look at Lili's calm, sleeping body next to mine and instantly calm down. I have her, and only her. My little sister. She stirs.
"Alex, what wrong?" She says tiredly, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.
"I had that dream again." I reply, wrapping my arms around her.
"Again? I hate that dream. I have it too you know." She replies, hugging me back tightly.
"Y-you do?" I ask. She nods.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't want you to worry."
"Worry? I have to protect you Lili."
"I know, I know. But it's not like it'll ever......." She stops.
"What?" I ask, looking her in the eye. She looks away. I take her chin and slowly bring it back to meet my gaze.
"Happen again." She whispers, tears streaming down her cheeks. I hug her again and tuck us beneath the covers, still holding each other, and fall asleep. No more dreams appear.

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