ilysm // biadore 30 day writing challenge

✰ 6. nightmares ✰

tw: nightmares and a small panic attack.

the phone rang loudly. vanjie was waiting for brooke to come home, and thought it may have been her on the phone. naturally, she answered it as fast as possible.

"hello, is this miss mateo?"

"uhhh, yes who is this?"

"this is the california police department. we are very sorry to inform you that your girlfriend, miss hytes was murdered at 7:30 this evening. we think the killer may target you next. please stay vigila-"

the phone line cut off. there was a harsh knock on her window, and she saw a man holding a head, the head of-

"vanjie! wake up!"

she shot up out of bed, tears flowing down her face and her chest feeling like it was on fire. a hand touched her shoulder and she almost screamed out of pure fright, if it wasnt from her throat being sore from sobbing. instead she could only whimper as she spun around and was met with brookes concerned face. she threw herself into her arms, clutching onto brooke for dear life and letting out quick, shallow breaths.

"hey, just breathe for me. come on v, i know you can do it. in..." brooke trailed off, trying to calm the younger queen. after a few moments, her breathing evened out, and she looked up at brooke.

"im sorry..." vanjie whispered. "just a bad dream."

"that was definitely not 'just a bad dream', you looked like you'd seen a murderer!"

with that vanjie let out another whimper, and cuddled closer to brooke.

"you died, and the murderer came knocking on the window and he was holding your-" vanjie broke off into tears once more, picturing the scene in her head.

"oh vanj..." brooke was accustomed to dealing with vanjies nightmares, they happened a few times a month, but this one was clearly bad. "come on, lets go downstairs and get you a drink." vanjie didnt realise how dehydrated she was until brooke had mentioned.

vanjies hand gripped brookes as they went downstairs, and she couldnt bring herself to walk past the window. brooke sighed sympathetically and picked her up, whispering things like "dont worry," and "ive got you,"

after having a drink of water, brooke carried vanjie back to bed and held her protectively, rubbing soothing circles around her back. she soon fell asleep, feeling safe in brookes arms.

word count: 385 (a bloody long one!)