Gotta Be You

Chapter One: Dream

It happened again. I sat up on the couch, where I've slept the previous night, in a cold sweat and my heart pounding in my chest. I focussed on calming down, inhaling and exhaling slowly like Dr. Howard has taught me. Eventually, my breathing slowed, allowing me to breath and reflect on my dream.

It was the same dream, the same one I have every night.

A boy, around the age of nineteen, haunted my sleep. His hair was curly and fell perfectly on his head and his eyes, they were deep orange... He was flawless. His skin was a light porcelain and when he smiled, he had dimples on the corner of his mouth. His lips were perfectly plump and pink, oh that damned smile...

As amazing as my dream sounds, its not all great. It took a turn for the worst when his words sent a chill down my spine.

'Who are you?' I asked, fear and concern written on my face. I stared at him, expecting a reply.

He gave a low chuckle, smiling at the ground before looking up at me...

His head slowly looked up, quickly making eye contact with me and looking at me without emotion.

'Sweetheart, I'm the one your parents always warned you about'.

I still remember those eyes. I quickly shook my head, trying to rid of the image of him in my head.

I just hope and pray that today the boy who haunted my dreams won't haunt me in my life.

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A loud whistle echoed through the house as the kettle started  to boil. Slowly, I grabbed a rag that I keep in my kitchen drawer and grabbed the handle of the kettle, and removed the kettle from the hob.

Turning off the hob, I poured the hot water into one of my favourite mugs. Well, one of my mothers...

"Mum?" I shouted through the house. I had no answer. "Muuuummmm" I shouted again but still no reply.

I walked into the kitchen. But what I saw in front of me is an image I won't forget.

My mother, was laying face Dow on the kitchen floor. "MUM" I cried. But there was one thing for certain... My mum... She was gone...