I sit there, practically lifeless. I just heard my entire family die and I wasn't there to save them. I have no life now, no reason to keep going. My choose to keep my dried nose blood where it is, there's no point in getting rid of it now. I'm hoping my tears will have enough power to remove as much blood as possible. It seems like hours before I actually breathe again and even that hurts.
The phone rings again but I choose not to answer it, I barely have the strength to stand. It rings again. I still refuse to answer. A third time. No answer. By the 5th time the phone rings I decide to find the power in my legs to lift myself up and answer it.
"I know it's you, whoever you are. Leave me alone, quit tormenting me." There's just a split second of silence between the phone and I before I hear who's talking. My heart rate slows down as I'm comforted by her voice. For some reason I feel as though she might be in trouble and she might be with the men who ended up killing my entire family.
"Haley it's Kaitlyn. What are you doing right now." I won't tell her about what happened to my family.
"Nothing. Why?"
"Would you want to hang out. Like now?" I hear a tiny scream in the background. It sounds male.
"Um yeah. Sure. Just let me find my keys. Where are you?"
She barely let's me finish my sentence before she spits out "the parking garage across the street from the bridal shop" and then she hangs up. Now I'm getting worried.
(Time skip)
I pull in to the parking garage and automatically I can here her crying. There's someone else there but they're too far away for me to notice who it is. Just moments later, a large hand covers my mouth and a long arm comes around my waist. I let out a scream and kick and squirm like crazy but it didn't work. I breathe in hard and scream again and just moments later, I'm being tied to a chair, facing Kaitlyn and the other person. They're both tied up as well and they're faces are bloody and bruised beyond recognition. It takes me a moment to realize who's in the other chair.
"Ryan?" I tilt my head and for some reason I feel like throwing up. He smiles at me but it's all bloody and nearly toothless.
"Hey Haley." he says weakly. I'm more confused then when my parents were killed.
"What's going on?" I ask, looking up at the masked man. "Who are you?"
He laughs deeply "none of your concern. Now is there anything you want to say to either of them."
My throat goes dry. I can't think of what to say to them when I could write a whole book about how I feel about both of them. I shake my bed.
"Great. You, Red, anything you want to say to her? You will be first you know."
Ryan's eyes turn towards mine and I don't think I've ever seen such pain in them. He smiles at me. "I hope you'll miss me. I'm so sorry." I let out a chuckle cry and turn my head so he can't see me cry. Two large hands take grab of my face and neck and force my head towards him so we're looking directly at each other. Just seconds later, he's being choked to death. I hear him gasping for air every time they let him go. He coughs up blood every time. I'm crying to the point where my tears burn my chapped lips. Kaitlyn is in the background, looking to the side and crying. I glance at her, knowing she's next. Ryan let's out one last breath before his body lies in the chair, lifeless.
"What about you, girl. Anything you want to say?" She looks at me, tears blurring her vision and cracks a half smile towards me. She then speaks.
"I know I didn't say it enough but I love you. I already know you'll miss me." And she's right. Ryan's only been dead for a minute and I already miss him. I let out one sob and look away again before the man snaps my head back in the direction of Kaitlyn. Just seconds later, the big man that killed Ryan pulls out a gun and points it directly in the back of Kaitlyn's head. She closes her eyes and tense up and in a split second, the gun is fired, her life is taken, and her brain matter is on my face. She always was so smart.
"Now go. Or you're next." Says the big man. They untie my hands and I get up slowly, turning and walking to my car as if nothing happened. My blood and Kaitlyn's brain matter are still plastered to my face like a fake smile and I leave it that way. I have no reason to get rid of it. It's the only part of her that I have now.
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Nightmares
HorrorThis is just a bundle of different nightmares that I've had in the past that I remember the most.