My Ice Skating Bad Boy

Chapter 9 The Reoccurring Nightmares

         

                I silently roll down my street sidewalk. As I look up I can kind of see my house coming into view from a distance. The house's crumbling lilac paint, the squeaky-clean windows, and the long concrete driveway coming into view. My puffy-red eyes still reek of tears that now stain my paled face. I feel like freaking zombie, though I probably look like one too. Those things Blake said were annoying but were painful true. I mean who would want to hang out with me, I'm a cripple who can't even reach a cabinet or walk up stupid stairs..... but even though I shouldn't care what he says... I still feel this pain my chest that aches when I think about him. I still can't believe that he said those things... Ughhh! Why are boys so complicated?

I finally find my way to my driveway. I start rolling up it and to where the ramp lies. We had it built since I had my legs busted. So I guess It makes it easier for me. I roll up the dusted steel-grey railing and grab the house key from my pocket. I unlock the door and roll in. The house is empty and dark. Mom texted me that she or my brother Reese won't be home since she had to work late and Reese had a baseball game and was spending the night at a friends house. Which to be honest saddens me because I could really use some of my brother right now, he's the only one that could calm me down since Dad died.... I shake my head from my thoughts and start to roll over to the stairs for a big journey heading my way to get up them.

{ Magical Time skip brought to you by the stupid stairs and because Im too lazy to write in a stairs scene ...}

I roll into my bedroom and careful not to bust up my torn up my legs as they already are and climb into my cozy bed. I lift the covers over me and smile. I may of had a awful day, but a nap should make it better... I hope. I hoped wrong because I dove into deep waters and I don't know how or if I can get out....

{In Dream}

My eyes snap open. I feel it. The pain. The horrible sound of the car screeching across and hitting our car. The yelling of my father made as made impact, him trying to reach for me..... I see him lying there, eyes snapped open looking my way as he died. I screaming for someone to help me and help my father. I sit in silence as the voices start calling me out. ' Oh Luna look at what you done, if it wasn't for you stupid tryout your father would still be here!' 'And lets not forget the shame of being an ice skater with two broken legs, yeah there totally let you skate.... not.' I scream for the voices, those terrible voices to stop. They never stop.

You are worthless.

You are stupid for every asking him

You deserve what he got.

You could've stopped this if you hadn't asked.

You should never skate again.

You should've seen it coming.

But you didn't....

It's YOUR fault...

{End Of Dream}

         I scream as I shoot up from my bed, as hot, steamy tears roll down my sicken paled face. My hand raises to y face in relief of knowing it was just a nightmare. They've come back. The dreams of him and that day. They never leave me... I look over and see my phone sitting on my side table. I pick it up and turn it on. My screen saver pops up revealing fan art of my OTP Aarmau. I smile and swipe to go to my home screen. It 7:00 pm... It's that late? Man for a short nightmare, it really does take up time in the real world. I sigh as sadness sweeps over me. I really want someone here with me... I go to my contacts and scroll through them. I could call Betty or Shane? No... I shouldn't because who knows what them lovebirds are up too... I shiver from the thought. Then I see his number. I know I shouldn't but ... when you care about someone, you do really stupid things. I take a deep breath and hit the call button. The phone starts to ring. I breath out and hold the phone up to my ear. It rings another time and then another. I start to doubt he's even going to answer until I hear his stupid voice.

"Hello? Luna! Is that you?" he asks nervously.

" I need you ....." I say through the phone. OH! God I've messed up , I can't' take it back now!

"I'm on my way." He said before the line goes dead.....I swear quietly and pick my head up from it gloom, butterflies crawl up my throat and I feel as I might pass out any moment. My anxiety kicks me in the as* and my breaths quicken. I'm so stupid telling him 'OH Blake I neeeed you! Come save me!!!' No No and NO! I will not be his damn damsel in distress. Not ever! The door rings and my I feel like my heart stopped that very second. He actually came. A rush of excitement blows over me and I would kick myself in the legs for ever thinking of that annoying idiot. I get up from bed and get magically down the stairs. I roll over to the door and  slowly open it....

Author's Note- Hello people of the world, Its Ophilea! Thank you so much for reading this chapter of 'My Ice Skating Bad Boy' Man! I really need to change the name... What do you think? Should I change the name or should it stay the name? Comment down below what you think! I really appreciate what you guys think! 

                                                             See you guys next chapter!                 -Ophilea <3