The Nightmare

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Hope's POV

The lights go out! What's going on!?!

A loud female scream interrupts my thoughts. The scream sounds familiar.

I feel a thick warm liquid splash on me. The lights turn back on I can't believe my eyes. I scream as loud as my lungs will let me.

*End Of Nightmare*

I open my eyes. I'm sweating and crying again.

Mark runs in my room with a bat in his hand. Wearing black pajama shorts and a red shirt. His brown hair all messed up.

"What's wrong!?! What happened!?!" he asks with concern in his light blue eyes.

"It was just that stupid nightmare again." I answer used to this.

He comes and sits on the bed next to me.

"Are you okay now?" he ask wiping my tears away with his sleeve.

"Yeah I'm fine." I answer leaning in for the usual hug.

He hugs me tight like he was afraid I would slip through his arms.

"I was so scared that HE showed up or something." He said a little hesitantly.

My eyes widen a little as said "Hell no if he ever showed his face I would..."

I didn't finish my sentence which was interrupted by my maid.

"Oh sorry was I interrupting something." She said smiling really big.

I pulled away from Mark which earned me his pout face.

"No I was just about to get up to eat breakfast." I tell her.

Mark heads back to his hotel room which is just right next to mine. That's probably how he heard me scream.

"Could I have pancakes this morning please?" I ask Maira my maid.

"Sure thing milady." she answers and heads to the kitchen.

I get off my bed my feet landing against the soft carpet.

I walk to my drawers and open the top one. I pull out my outfit for today.

I change then walk to the mirror to look at my outfit. It's a white blouse with ruffles in the middle going down and sleeveless. I was also wearing black skirt knee length and flowing out a little bit.

I walk into my bathroom straighten my hair and do my make up.

I then walk in the kitchen to eat breakfast.

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