Nightmare

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Well, Noah fell asleep. I can't say the same for myself. Although Noah took me on a VERY nice date. It only took my mind off of reality temporarily. I subconsciously start to move my head against the pillow. It makes a quiet, subtle noise. I kept making the sound to make sure that the silence didn't get to me. I turn on my side. As I lay in Noah's bed, restlessly I begin to feel a long sharp claw rest on my shoulder and as my breath hitches, I start to hear a shrill whisper against the shell of my outer ear, uttering the words "See you in hell." 

I wake up with a gasp. I take a few deep breaths and my breathing evens out. Noah turns to me on his spot on the bed right next to me. "Are you okay, Y/N?" He questions clearly concerned. "I'm fine, I just had a nightmare," I say, seeing him standing there in all his glory. All he was wearing was a plain white tee shirt and his boxers and he still looked drop dead stone cold amazing. "Hey, Noah I'm going to go to the bathroom," I tell him. "That's fine," Noah says already half asleep. As I look into the bathroom mirror, the pills seem to call me as I stare at the morphine placed conveniently on the edge of the bathroom counter. It was like I was having a staring contest with the painkillers... and losing. "I shouldn't" I mumble to myself as I walk out of the bathroom. As I walk back to Noah, I start to consider that everything about my dream was bizarre and well... dreamlike, but there was just something so fundamentally real about it. Like the way, this demon's cold fingertips brushed up against my bare shoulder or the way the whisper traveled through my entire body leaving a chill down my spine. It was more than a dream, it was like the devil was trying to speak to me. "Oh well." I think to myself attempting to go back to sleep.  I eventually do settle into a deep rest. I have another dream. It was of me back in the hospital. Apparently, the car crash was extremely severe and I had died in the hospital bed, but I wasn't dead. after everything went black I had an Ariel view of the room. I watched my lifeless body lay there limply. My mother stands in the corner. Her face turns an unpleasant shade of white almost pale. Like a ghost. Her heart shatters as mine stops beating. Noah sheds a single tear and mumbles softly, "I think I'll miss you forever. Like how the stars miss the sun in the morning skies." I hate seeing this lovely boy sad. "No, no, no. Noah look at me I'm right here... just look at me!" I shriek in a panic. Noah's mother rubs his back and guides him out of the hospital room. He didn't hear me.  Noah's soul is like a colorful dream in a world full of grey, muted nightmares. And he didn't hear me. The love of my life is walking out the door right now and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it.

I wake up again, my heart pounding in my chest. I check the time on the bedside clock. it reads 1:47 P.M. "I suppose I could start getting ready for the school day." I whisper to myself, refusing to go back to sleep.

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