A sky full of stars is what I see above. The shiny bright stars that are engulfed in the midnight sky. My body is laid out on the ground where the meadow flowers grows upon. My body is relaxed and the air here is a nice breeze that my hair flows in that rhythm. I get off my back to notice that I'm exactly in the middle of a dark woods. The area that surrounds me are filled with dark trees and no one knows what shall be beyond those trees into the darkness. The meadow that surrounds me loses its nice bright colors and I feel myself to begin to gain this deep terrorizing feeling in this suffocating dark place.
"Why do you fear child?" I look around to see nothing but nothing is the deadliest. I try finding the person who spoke but it seems I'm all alone here. A intense cold wave runs up my skin and this dark force brings me claustrophobia. That claustrophobia that activates when I'm in open space but I feel it consume me from my feet and trails all the way up to my brain.
"There is nothing to fear here" The heavy voice rises with the darkness and traumatically speaks directly to my soul. The voice that echoes all in my head that remains as a mental scar.
"Don't fear on me"
"You shall not worry my child. You will be fine in the arms of mine soon" The haunting voice speaks clearly and I choose not to respond but to wish to wake from this nightmare of mine.
"You are safe in this utopia, in my apocalyptic heaven"
I wake up finally resulting me to catching my breath as if I were underwater for long time now. I clench my fist into my sheets that I now know that are... drenched. Did I wet the bed? No I can't. I'm not even that young to be wetting the bed. I can't. I feel my bottom lip quiver and lower my head in my piss.
Perfect. Just perfect.
What's wrong with me? Stop these nightmares! What's happening? I breathe as if I were a maniac but I manage to actually do, so that's good. My head throbs and I feel sweat on my forehead above. I sense another person in the room and I look up from the piss to slowly reveal the eyes of Uncle Ben as he stays still, frozen still. My cheeks flush red but not in a good way in pure sadness and disappointment.
Please. Leave. Don't look at me. I wish for Uncle Ben to leave. It's embarrassing to its ultimate. I feel his eyes still on me and I wanted for him to just go already.
He didn't so I did.
I run outside quickly in the night sky with wet pjs into the showers and shut the door behind me, locking it. Once I enter I twist the faucet and warm water rains over my shivering body, afterwards I don't know what happened, but one thing for sure is that things are gonna be odd with Uncle Ben now.
Today's nightmare felt so much real and twisted. All nightmares would be about Dean getting shot and my other friends, but right now it felt real and haunting. It felt like if I really were there. In another land. That isn't camp. That isn't home. And it isn't safe.
My eyes shift open and I stare directly up at a ceiling. A pair of eyes fall down at me and I quickly use my fist to protect myself. I punch the first thing I see and it is....Dean. I look around and I'm on a bed in new clothes with Jacob and the others staring at me. All of them so focused on me.
"Calm down, calm down" Says Bones and I see Dean holding his nose which is bleeding. I breathe and sit back down. How did I get here?
"You're okay, relax" I see Jacob pull in a chair close to the bed.
"I'm sorry Dean" I say to the crippled. He gives me a thumbs up as Margaret helps stopping the bleeding from his nose.
"How'd I end up here?" I ask whoever as I pull up the covers up.
"You were in the showers dripping wet and sleeping so we brought you here since it was cold outside" Bones says with no type of care in his words also with crossed arms and I feel kinda grateful for it.
"Thanks" I say to Bones.
"Yeah, don't mention this to anyone" He says to me and I just smile at him but he returns my kind gesture with him rolling his eyes.
Wait, who changed me?
"Who clothed me?" I say and my cheeks flush again.
"I did" I look over to Margaret and I feel myself get hot and my cheeks burn up into a raging fire. She saw me naked. She saw me without clothing.
"Don't worry we didn't see anything" She responds with such kindness in herself. I lay back on the bed in relief but in my head I cheer madly in my head for this. For about a minute of silence Dean then speaks leaving me utterly embarrassed and traumatized when I hear....
"Nice butt"
"Dean!" Margaret scowls at him who surrenders and tells me he was just kidding like he always does.
"It's fine" I say putting my back on the wall. I begin to get tired again. My head is in pain and I really don't want to see Uncle Ben after last night.
"So, what happened?" Asks Dean with a cloth up his nose blocking the blood from coming out his nostrils.
"I-I really don't want to talk about it" I admit as I still feel the cold feeling go down my spine. I shake off the feeling of it and ignore it.
"Do you guys mind if I stay here? I really don't want to go home" I ask them as a I hug the warm covers.
"Of course" Says Margaret as she sits next to me with Dean but Jacob leaves the room and out the cabin. I look down at my socks as I hear the door shut loudly. Leaving me and my haunted head with the others.
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The Bryne Runaways (Updated)
General FictionIn a post-apocalyptic world where the others roam the quiet vacant world taking the lives of the remaining humans that still survive for the last thing they have. They arrived on earth unexpectedly already taking the lives over half the world's popu...