The Nightmares

Chapter 14 - Nightmares And Shadows And Death, Oh My

I woke up with my face in a plate of chicken.

"Aww, f*ck!" I took my napkin and wiped the sauce and grease from my face.

"How in the f*ck did that happen?"

"I don't know, you tell me."

I snapped my head in the direction the voice was coming from only to see an empty road for miles.

"Da f*ck?"

I turned the other way to see the same empty road.

I looked down and saw gravel. The table was gone.

"Looks like another stupid dream."

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I began walking in a circle, not really knowing, or wanting, to go in a specific direction.

I knew that If I left the road something bad would happen, but I also knew that which way I took would benefit what happens in the dream.

"Well somebody tell me what to do!"

"Hmm, you could come this way," a deep voice boomed from my right, although I couldn't hear it with my left ear.

"Or this way," a feminine voice boomed from my left.

A little girl appeared in front of me.

"Or you can come play with me," her voice was innocent and pure. It sounded like a normal eight year old girl's voice.

I would have picked the little girl, but she was standing off the side of the road.

"Ummmm."

"Umm is not a word, dear. Haven't your parents tought you anything?" The voice on my left taunted me.

I got mad then.

"I don't have parents! If you're supposed to be a voice from my subconscious, than you should know that!"

"Come play with me," the little girl said in the same innocent voice.

"No, if you were on the road than-"

"Come. Play. With. Me." She started to look mad.

Her face began to vibrate, almost like it was morphing.

"No."

"COME PLAY WITH ME!!!"

He body shifted and began to morph. Her arms and legs multiplied and stretched, causing them to become skinny and thin. Her skin turned black and slimy. Her body streached and inflated, making her look like a spider. Her face, her oh-so pure and innocent face became one of a demon. Her eyes turned black and her nose pushed in like Voldemord. Her mouth streached and her teath sharpened and became fangs.

I froze, maybe I should have gone right or left like a good little girl.

"Jessy!"

On my right, the voice was coming from my father. He was standing only ten feet away from me with his hand stretched out, as if offering it to me.

"Jessy!"

On my left, the voice was coming from my mother. She was standing only ten feet away from me with her hand stretched out, as if offering it to me. Just like my dad.

I understood what this was.

I had to choose who I trusted more.

I had to choose between my mother and father.

If I didn't choose, the monster would surely kill me.

Or my parents.

I may not like them, but they're my parents.

I love them.

But I had to choose who I loved more.

I looked left and right, back and forth.

The monster screeched, causing me clutch my ears.

"Jessy!" Both my parents screamed for me once more at the same time.

I ran towards my mother and huged her just as the monster sprinted towards my father.

"Noooo!" I screamed as the monster bit my dad's head off with one bite.

His headless body fell to the ground and a large pool of blood began to grow around him.

"NOOOO!!!"

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"NOOOO!!!"

I shot my head up and started sobbing.

"D-daddy, I-I'm sorry. I s-so s-sorry!"

"Jessy, Jessy, clam down! It was only a dream. It's okay, it was only a dream," I was lying on the couch again and Kyle had come over and sat next to me to calm me down.

"He's d-d-dead. H-he's dead."

"Who is?"

"M-my dad. S-she killed h-him."

"Who's she?"

"T-the m-monster."

I had stopped sobbing when Aryanna came down in her pajamas looking annoyed.

"Did she have another bad dream?"

"You know what Aryanna, shut up! You'd be doing us all a favor!" I screamed at her, finally pissed at her attitude.

"Excuse me?!"

"GO F*CK YOURSELF!!! I HOPE YOU DIE!!!"

"HEY!!!"

Kyle interrupted our bickering.

"Don't say that. That's my sister-"

"You know what Kyle? I couldn't care less."

I stood up and walked across the street to my house.

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My phone went off later that day.

My mom's ringtone was playing.

"I'm so fancy-"

I honestly don't know why I picked that ringtone, I hate that song.

"Hello?"

"J-J-Jessy b-baby," my mother's sobbing voice spoke to me from the other side of the line.

"Mom? Are you okay?"

"I-I'm at the h-hospital."

"WHAT?!" My mom was in the hospital?

"W-we were gonna s-surprise you by c-coming to New J-Jersey. B-but your dad, h-h-he's-"

She didn't have to finish her sentence. I knew what she was gonna say.

He's dead.

The nightmares killed him.

The dream was a choice.

Who did I want to die?

Who knows who I'll have to choose from next?

I looked over slowly only to see the entire room filled with the nightmares.

My nightmares.

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Dun, dun, DUUUUUH!!!!

Dad has died!!!

I'm in a killing mood lately

If you had read the last few chapters of The Life Of Rosemary Milton then you would understand that

But don't worry...

Their killing spree won't stop there

Hehehe...