CoryxKenshin: Samurai Dreaming *finished*

25•Woke•

•Giselle•
I shot up from something, trying to catch my breath. I was soaking wet and freezing. Again. For the third time? Or I woke up in a room that looked exactly like mine. I scan the room looking for anything and everything that caught my eye. The only eye catching thing was the fact that this room looks just like mine back in The Bronx. I push myself off the bed and started walking around the room until I bumped into something.

"Smile for the cameraaaa!"I heard. It sounded like Hema.

I rubbed my eyes with the sleeves of my sweatshirt to soak out the water from my eyes.  

"Bitch what fucking camera?! Why is there a camera in my damn face ?!" I screamed as Hema laughed uncontrollably.

"Girl, you know you a wild sleeper? Screaming names n' shit. Crying, talking, laughing,shaking... fuck is wrong with you?"

"Why you watching me sleep, weird ass. I thought this was gonna be a prank at first with that screen all up in my damn face."

"I was finna vlog and all I hear is mad noise coming out your bum ass room. Loud ass bitch."

"Wait I was screaming? Screaming about what exactly...?"

"You sounded like you was dying."

"Bitch...words!"

"Bitch what am I memorizing your words for? You're not a monologue. But you was talking about mad shit like...you was singing some Melody Martini song-"

"Melanie Martinez..."

"Yeah that shawty, and you was calling yourself an idiot and arguing with yaself-"

"Oh you heard all that-"

"LEMME FINISH !"

"Alright nigga damn."

"You was crying and kicking and screaming and hyperventilating; Almost like someone was tryna kill yo ass. Feel me?

"Yeah I definitely feel you."

"Aye don't be on no gay shit son or Imma-"

"And I was sleep...?"

"Yup. But tell me who touched your dog though....sis don't even own one."

"Listen mannn...you don't even wanna know."

"Mkay skeez, but get dressed,we leaving in a few."

Hema went downstairs to go and continue vlogging or whatever so I sat back down on my bed to bring myself back to reality. I don't know what she meant by "leaving in a few" but I hope we're going to a damn hospital cuz my head is in extreme pain. I went to the bathroom to go brush my teeth and shower. As I'm brushing my teeth, I open the shower curtain out of curiosity and there's a green bar of soap in the cradle. Like the one from my dream. It's just soap so I try not to think much of it.A couple of minutes pass and I guess I let my curiosity get the best of me and I couldn't help but grab the soap and examine it. In shock, I throw the bar of soap at the bathroom door. My name was carved in it. This can't be real. I look at my right pinky nail and there's little flakes of soap under it.

"You okay in there?" Hema asked me while knocking on the door.

"Uhh, yeah, I guess you can say that." I said with uncertainty in my voice.

I undress myself and get in the shower. As the water runs down my back, I get chills, even with the water being warm. Everything just felt so real. I had flashbacks of getting beaten, bleeding, being thrown against everything and stuff like that. I feel like I'm going crazy, I can't even think straight. I feel weak and sick and disgusted. Minutes of confusion pass while I shower. I don't remember much but...I remember I was in a bed with Cory Kenshin and...I got kicked out of an arcade and I was chained to a pole in a basement, it was honestly baffling me. Why am I dreaming about these kind of things?

"GET OUTTA THE SHOWER! THE UBER'S GONNA BE HERE IN TREE MINUTE ! TREE MINUTE MI SEH!" Hema screams trying to mimic a Caribbean person.

I hurried out the shower dried myself and found clothes to wear. I went downstairs and there was a suitcase that had a tag with my name on it. I didn't even know where I was going but I grabbed it and rolled it out the door. I saw a car parked in front of the house so I walked up to it. Hopefully this was the uber that she was talking about upstairs.

"Hema?" The uber driver asked me.

"She'll be here, we're together." I replied.

"Ohhh, so you, her gay?" He asked me. His English wasn't too perfect but I understood what he said to me.

"Oh no no no no, we're just traveling together, she's only my friend." I said to him and he nodded his head.

>>>10 Minutes Later<<<

I feel my phone vibrating in my pocket so I took it out of my pocket to see who was calling. It was Hema. I didn't want to pick up but I had to to see where she was, I've been in this man's car forever and I don't want him randomly driving off with me like a dumbass.

"Hey, Giselle! Hurry up, I'm about to leave!"

"You realize that I'm in the taxi right?"

This shit ain't even a taxi. I hung up my phone and waited for Hema to hurry up. She brings out a red suitcase and locks the door once she leaves the house. I feel like I've seen something like this before; Maybe in a movie or a show or something. I push that thought to the side and open the door on the other side of me. I got out to help her with her suitcase and put it in the trunk.

"Girl what you pack in this? Dictionaries?" I asked her.

Hema gave me a look...a look I've seen before but I still just couldn't put my finger on it.

She went in the uber before I did so I ended up closing the door but a little bit too hard and slammed it by accident. 'He's mad Let Hema handle it. She'll eat it up.' I heard in my head. Eat it up? I didn't want to push my thoughts to the side this time so I took my own word and prepared for whatever was going to happen.

"Watch it, would ya'?!" The driver screamed.

'The taxi driver's face was dark red.'

He's angry.

'Redder than period blood.'

"It was an accident."

'I could tell that the taxi driver was fed up...'

"I didn't want my foot to get caught in the-"

'...with waiting and now he has another reason to be mad.'

"SHUT UP AND DRIVE YOU MÛRHA DAÇABYÃGA!"

My heart stopped. This was the dream I had. It's all making sense now. From this Taxi to the Plane,to the Hotel,to Pax,to Meeting him,to Playing Mortal Kombat X,to getting some Punishment,to looking at Butts,to Going Back to Pax, to making New Friends, to telling someone that I'm Scared,to making a Plan, to playing Smash or Pass,to talking about Sleep, to 'chilling at a Bus Stop, to recording a Q&A, to everything just seeming Too Real, to only feeling like I was Awake, to sending a Text, to going to Krogers, to a dog named Bebe',to the Click of a gun, to everything being everything but Fine, to getting Splashed, and now that I'm Woke... I feel like this is a whole part two! I feel it coming. And I'm not ready. But now that I know what's going to happen...now that I know what's coming... I can do things differently this time. That's exactly what I'll do. I got it. I just gotta stay woke.