Payton pov
Everything around me spun. I had a hard time seeing what was real and what wasn't. Everywhere I'd look was just a blur. My vision went back and forth into black and bright white.
The World was spinning. I don't even know if I was in this world. I had no clue where I was. I spot a pool a little bit away and it's the only thing I've seen in what seems like miles. It's kinda hard to tell how far you've walked when all you see is black and white. I walk over to the pool and sit into it and suddenly I'm not where I was before anymore. The first thing I notice when I reach this unknown place is all the missing children posters. My heart clenches when I think about their families. How are they feeling right now? Are they okay. I look around to try and figure out where I am. It looks familiar but I can't figure out why. I gaze around my surroundings. There was stores and polls all of them littered with missing children papers. Suddenly I saw my mom across the street. I ran across the street and ran into her arms and breathed in. Oh how I've missed her smell. It was only then when I realized that my mom was dead and has been dead for four years, but if my mom is dead who am I hugging. I look up slowly and the first thing I see is his mouth. His lips are thin and it looks like someone carved a smile permanently into his skin. I let out a loud scream and he just licks his lips. I try to get away I kick and scream for help but no one is coming to help. They don't even seem like they can see him. I look up again this time and his eyes turn black and his teeth come out. They were sharp and he had to have more than 200 in there. It was the most scary thing I've seen in my entire life. I scream again but this time purposely loud in his ear. I kick him in where his nuts would be but it doesn't change anything. " it's over you're mine no need to struggle" he said. His voice sending chills down my back. I try and escape again but this time I get out of his grip. I run as fast as I can as far as I can and I don't look back for fear that he is on my heels and I know that it will only slow me down. I don't want to end up like the girls in the horror movies. The next step I take I fall through the floor and I'm tandsported away into this new world. "Payton" I hear faintly, but I can't decypher where it's coming from. I look around me and don't see anyone that said it. "Payton" I hear again but this time I feel a strong pull. Suddenly I bolt straight up with sweat falling down my face. This time when I look around I find myself in my girlfriends room and I can feel her worried gaze on me.
"Was it another nightmare?" Katherine asked. I could hear what she was saying, but for some reason I couldn't find my voice. It felt like I was a fish out of water just struggling to find the sweet escape of air. My heart lurched as I recalled my dream. I just shook my head yes and busted into tears. I hadn't had one that bad in a while. She just embraced me and continued to tell me that everything was going to be okay and that it was just a dream. Of course I knew that, but it just felt so real. My mom wasn't alive and if she was she wouldn't turn into that thing. I tried to calm myself down, it was just a dream. Just a dream.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Katherine asked. I tried to tell her what happened but my words wouldn't come out. It seemed as if someone stole my voice. I started to break down again. She just held me and continuously reminded me"that it was just a dream" and "that she loved me no matter what" on repeat like a broken record. Honestly it helped a lot. She was my anxiety medication. My sweet relief in eternal hell.
"Baby I'm sorry to interrupt your crying session but we need to go meet the guys, unless you want me to cancel. They would understand." She said with pain behind her eyes. It seemed as if she wanted me to stay home and take the day for myself. Life goes on after bad dreams though. It's not the end of the world. It was just a dream. Suddenly I start to feel foolish.
"No no no, I'm okay. I'm fine" I say wiping under my eyes. I pull myself out of her embrace to go get ready. I need to get it in check. I can't break down everytime I have a nightmare. I have them almost every night. Maybe not that bad but I need to get used to it and move on.
