Not Only in My Dreams

Chapter 19

The woods look so beautiful in the glowing sunlight... Glancing around I see the green growing everywhere, the moss on the tree's roots, the bushes all around, the leaves hanging just at eye level. I spot a clearing and feel the urge to go closer to it. As I approach the edge of the clearing I notice a couple having a picnic, enjoying themselves and laughing at each other's jokes. Mom. Dad.

They look as if they are at peace, finding comfort with the presence of each other. It's nice to see them like this laughing and enjoying each other's company. Continuing to stare at them just smiling at the fact that they were happy I look upwards slightly to see red eyes poking out beside a tree from straight across the clearing.

Confused I tilted my head to get a better look. It was a man, with short blonde hair, a black leather jacket, haunting features, and blood dripping down his chin. As I met his eyes he found mine.

"I don't think I have the pleasure of knowing your name." He says with his old English accent and an eerie smile. "Although," he pauses to smile at my parents, "I hadn't known theirs either."

I take a step towards him, "Who are you? What are you talking about?"

"Haven't you figured it out yet?" he asks with a small laugh looking at my parents again. "This is the day I killed your parents. They pleaded for me to spare them but they tasted oh so delicious"

My heart dropped. "MOM! DAD! RUN!" I try to run towards them to warn them but I can't move anymore. It is like my feet are cemented into place. "MOM, DAD, PLEASE LISTEN TO ME AND RUN!" I scream from the top of my lungs as tears start to drip from my eyes.

"Silly girl, they can't hear you. This is all in your head, in a dream. Or... Nightmare really." he smiles at me. "This is all reality though, this is how they looked before they died, I gave you this memory. And now I have one more thing to show you."

He is suddenly gone from his position by the tree and behind my parents. He throws my dad against a tree like he is a toy and grabs my mother by the throat lifting her off the ground.

Stuck in place I am forced to watch them be slaughtered by this man. This monster. My father is confused as to what is going on asking what he is. My mother is pleading for their lives. The next thing I register in my brain is my parent's lifeless bodies slumped on the ground. Blood dripping from their wounds.

"Why..?" I barely whisper. "Why did you do this? Why did you show me this?" I cry out.

"Oh, my dear this is only the beginning. You now know where I am, you know where to find me," he says with a slight bow. "You want to avenge your parents? Come get me."

I jolt upright, soaking wet from sweat, still in my parent's bed. Panting I look around the room, wiping my forehead off. What the fuck do I do? I have to go after him. He needs to pay. I jump out of the bed and head towards my car. I'm going to find that son of a bitch.

Rosalie's POV

I just let her walk out the fucking door. What is wrong with me? I have been in my bedroom for about an hour now trying to figure out what to do. She said she needed space but my heart is hurting. Aching to be close to her. To know she is safe.

The pressure building up behind my eyes is almost too much to bear. I know the tears will never fall but that does stop my heart from aching within my cold undead chest.

That's it. I'm at least going to check she is safe and in her house. I run out of my room and down the stairs. Emmett meets me at the door, holding up keys.

"I'll drive," he says.

We hop in his jeep and floor it out of the garage and towards Y/N's house.

"I just need to make sure she is safe," I say, mostly to assure myself.

Emmett just looks over at me with a reassuring smile. We are almost at her house when my phone starts ringing. It's Alice. Shit.

"What!?" I say exasperated.

"She's is going to the woods where her parents were killed! She saw who killed her parents, she is going after him."

"Turn around. NOW! We have to go to where her parents were killed," I plead gripping the door, cracking it.

"That's on Quilliett land," Emmet whispers, almost to remind him of what we are about to do, white-knuckling the steering wheel

"I don't care! I have to protect her!"

"Let's go kill that nomad and save your girl," Emmett says now determined more than ever.

As always, please comment on what you like, and what you don't like. I am always looking to improve. Also, let me know what you think is coming next or what you want to come next. AND could someone PLEASE write some Rosalie gxg stories! I want to read too!