Behind The Glasses (Lauren/You)

Chapter Twenty Two

"Damn it. This is bad. Real bad."

I furrowed my brows and saw the person that randomly pops up and paces around in the dark room that we always share in my dreams. The last time they spoke to me gave me a fright for my life and this time wasn't any different. I mean when does it not give me a scare?

"Don't do this to me now. What is going on?" Panic oozing out of my voice as the figure paced around in stress. "Can you stop pacing around and just talk to me about this?!"

"Whatever you do soon, be careful." They said seriously with their back towards me like usual.

"What are you spewing abou-"

The person who I had always bothered me with clues and warnings finally turned to me and I was in flabbergastered. The person who I was looking in front of me was just a replica of myself. Everything looked the exact same except how bruised up and bloody she- well I looked.

"Oh god ..." My hand went straight over my mouth and couldn't help but fear for myself. I already have so much on my plate and now this decides to show up? What type of luck do I have in this lifetime? Definitely a crappy one.

"Save yourself before it's too late." The sad tone was very clear to me as the room was getting super bright and blinding like every time the dream was ending.

I sat straight up and yelled in fear. My entire shirt was sweaty and I was panting heavily, taking every breath into my lungs that felt like it was sucked out while I was dreaming. I shakily lift myself off the couch in my room and go to my desk to retrieve my notebook. I flickered through my almost full notebook and went on the last page blank page to write something down.

I scribbled down a few words that made out to an entire page worth of writing was interrupted by someone knocking on the door. I ended the sentence and left the notebook where it was before looking in the peeping hole to see who it was. Surprisingly it was only Xander. What did he want? Was he going to scold me or was he going to put me in danger like the me in my dreams?

"Hold on Xander." I say before opening the door slightly, feeling quite nervous for myself as I kept in mind of myself in my dream to the warning.

"Hey Ryder can I speak to you inside if that's okay?" He says hurriedly which was scaring me more than I needed to be but I open the door enough for him to get inside the room.

He started pacing around the room when I let him inside as I closed the door behind me. I didn't want to lock the door just in case if Xander was going to do something that was going to get me killed. That is if I could get by him somehow and run out of that door to save myself from anything he'd do to me.

With the few weeks I've noticed how sketchy Xander is around me. Whether it being the way he acts when I try to converse in a quiet room or how often he is on the phone. I didn't have the guts like last time to eavesdrop because I wasn't fond of the idea of a creepy message appearing in front of me again that would only relate to Xander. Even if he was almost like a fatherly figure when I was Y/N, it was entirely different when I was Ryder. Everything in general has the words of a conspiratorial plot and like I said, I'm not very fond of that idea.

"I'm going to get straight to the point Ryder so be honest with me, are you by any chance Y/N?" He said as stopped right in front of me. I gulped in fear and I couldn't even answer him at this point. I was too frozen. "I mean I drew similarities the moment I met you when Reid asked you about opening for the girls. Like when you gave me a hug, for some reason I felt like it was Y/N who was hugging me and not a different person. Not only that, when you managed to get Lauren out of the paparazzi's hand, you move like you've learnt these specific moves that I had personally taught to one person and that was Y/N."