Whisper

Chapter 2

Here is the second chapter, I hope you like it :)

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Everything was white, no colour, no feeling. The white walls were closing in, growing ever so close, trapping her in. out of the white came a wrinkled and haggard face, with syringe in hand he bent down, needle closing in like the white walls around her. His eyes showed madness, a craziness that said he should be in the straight coat... not her.

"Why are you so weird?" a voice sounded in her head, pounding and thudding

"Oh god, I have a mental case for a daughter" this time it was her mother's voice in her head

"There are no such things as ghosts you stupid girl" her father’s stern voice overlapped with her mother’s pitiful cries

"My daughters a freak!" her mother shouted over the other voices in her head each voice repeating the same thing

Then the voices of the ghosts sounded in her head, crying, shouting, screaming and all talking at once.

Then a scream could be heard, a gut wrenching, blood curdling scream.

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Felicity sat up in her bed, her lungs aching from the screams, it was then that she realised it was just a dream. Her laboured breathing soon calmed down to a slower pace but that still could not keep the nightmare away. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't get the pictures out of her head.

"Are you alright?" her roommate, Carson, asked her voice husky from sleep

Felicity wiped the stray tears from her eyes, "Yea just another bad dream"

Carson sat up to face Felicity, her frizzy blonde hair stood put in every direction. She looked like she had just stuck her finger in a light bulb, but this was usual for Carson and sounded like something she would do. "You want to talk about it?" she asked quietly

Felicity shook her head, she didn’t want to bring back the images that she'd only just erased. None of her friends knew about her past, and she hoped they never would. Her past was to sad for her happy-go-lucky friends, especially Carson.

"Well why don’t you go back to sleep and get your beauty rest, you’re gonna want it if you want to win the heart of Leo's new roommate" Carson said in a sing-song voice.

Felicity stared at her friend in shock, "What are you talking about? I don’t want to win the heart of a vampire, and plus Leo said he's antisocial, I like my guys to talk"

Carson shook her head, her frizzy hair going everywhere, "Nope. I think dark, deep and mysterious is defiantly your type"

"How do you know, you haven’t met him yet" Felicity shot back, she defiantly did not need a guy in her life right now.

A small smile tugged at Carson's lips, "I still think you'd be the perfect match. He's undid, you look dead... see perfect match"

Felicity's mouth dropped open, "I so do not look dead!" she shouted before throwing a pillow at her friend.

"Oh yea" Carson said picking up the pillow that hit her square in the face, "Take this dead girl" with that said she threw the pillow back, hitting Felicity in the chest.

"You have terrible aim" Felicity muttered before snuggling under her blankets

"Yea that’s right, go to sleep you dork" Carson laughed.

Felicity was about to call back but a cute little kitten's head popped out from under the blankets, the little ginger and brown kitten stared at felicity with big green saucers. Resisting the urge to 'awwe', Felicity pulled Jaffa into her chest and snuggled against it as she slept.