"Jen," he whispered.
Jennifer looked around her, but the only thing she could see was pitch black.
"Over here, Jen," he chuckled.
"Wha-what do you want from me?" Jennifer managed to choke out, searching the place where the voice came from.
Jennifer felt a cold hand on her right cheek, snapping her to the person calling her.
Her eyes went wide when she looked directly at his intense green one's.
"Y-yo-you," Jennifer choked out. "What-"
"You are so, warm" He interrupted her. "How?"
A frown made it's place upon Jennifer's face. "What do you mean? Why are you so cold?"
A sad look took over his features. He took a step back from Jennifer, his hand leaving her face, leaving Jennifer with a strange feeling of emptiness.
He closed his eye's for a brief moment, opening them again second later. His intense green one's now a unknown purple.
Jennifer gasped.
"Because, that's how the undead feel like"
Jennifer opened her eye's, her breath hitching in her throat and sweat dripping from her forehead.
She looked at the alarm clock on her night stand. 2:53 A.M.
Almost every night, since her 5th birthday, her dream's are filled with a young guy. Someone tall and with a toned figure, dark brown curly hair messed into something that looks like a quiff, pale skin and with a intense and rare mix of green eye's. It's always the same guy, always with his young look's and dark coloured clothes. It always feels real to her, like if he's actually there, talking to her, touching her, but his beautiful green eye's always seem to turn to a strange purple colour, making her wake up from her dream and look at the clock nearest to her, making her realize she alway's wakes up some minutes before 3 A.M.
Jennifer sighed, getting off of her bed. "Why does this happen all the time?"
She gently tiptoed to her brother's bedroom. Opening the door carefully, she entered the old dirty room and laid down on her brother's bed, hugging his pillow, which surprisingly still had his scent.
Jennifer kissed the pillow. "I miss you, so much," she whispered. "I wish you were here hugging me and singing weird and stupid lullaby's that you used to randomly mad up at the time, like you did every time I had a nightmare." she sobbed into her older brother's pillow. "Why did you to leave me alone?" she whispered. "I feel lonely Jackson, I do"
Jennifer kept sobbing into her dear brother's pillow, until she fell asleep.
He felt sorry for her, for everything he did so that she could feel alone. He had to do it, he was forced to do so, but still, he felt miserable seeing such a beautiful thing like her cry like this.
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A/N- I know it's small, but hey, writer's block over here, ahaha, ly all x
