Mistreated | The Sequel | Donah Meavey

09-end

Daniel's pov

It is actually a week from that night when Ben last called me. I absolutely don't know what to expect from him. But what if he thinks that I'm dead? Then it would mean, that he won't call me again. I hope..I really do..I'm praying for that.

That would help me so much. Also now that he haven't contacted me for a week, I had the chance to finally sleep normally, distract myself from the things going on and I truly felt better. Just a little bit, but for me it was like I was healthy again. Maybe Jonah would say that I seem to be the same, but I felt the difference. For me it was a step forward. It's true that I still had nightmares, but not that often. I sometimes still had the urge to hurt myself and had some breakdowns, but I felt that I can deal with it.

For the first time it didn't come to my mind that I wanna end it all. Maybe because I told Jonah everything. If I felt like it's too much I just opened up and told him how I feel. He listened to me and tried to help me as much as possible. He also suggested that maybe the therapist would help me more, but all I need is him. He's my painkiller. He helps me more than he thinks. I'm so lucky to have him in my shitty life. He's the only good thing in it.

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I woke up in the middle of the night cause my phone was ringing. No way. Ben is back? Wait..where is my phone? Its ringing is like coming from downstairs. But I always put it on the nightstand. That's weird. Obviously I just forgot it downstairs.

I looked to my right where Jonah was sleeping peacefully cuddled into my shoulder. I slowly got out of his grasp and got out of bed. Then I went to the door and opened it. It was so dark that I barely saw a thing, but I looked back just to make sure if Jonah is still asleep. He was.

After I got out of the room, I headed downstairs. The phone was still ringing. Isn't it weird? I went into the living room.

'Where is that freaking phone?'

I looked around but couldn't find it. I went into the kitchen and there was it. My phone on the kitchen table.

I got closer to it and checked the screen. My heart started to beat faster than ever and I couldn't breathe.

An unknown number showed up on the screen, but I already knew who's number is that.

Ben was calling me.

I reached out for the phone, but then the ringing stopped. I let out a sigh. Oh my goodness gracious. But this can't mean anything good.

And suddenly a message popped up on the screen.

Ben: I SEE U

I started to panic and anxiously turning around to find him.

'Is he trying to scare me? Or is he seriously here? He's going to kill me now for sure. He came all the way to Stillwater just to make it sure if I'm dead and if I'm not, then....'

Even my thoughts froze when I turned to the window in the kitchen and....Ben was standing there. I almost got a heart attack. I immediately ran into the hallway heading to Jonah's room, but I stopped.

'What if he's already inside?'

This whole situation reminded me of my nightmare. I dreamed about this a long time ago. Everything happened exactly in the same order like now. That's scary and bad...really bad cause I know what happened next in that dream.

In that dream he got inside the house through the window and...and he killed Jonah..then he got me too.

As I was thinking about it suddenly someone grabbed my arm. That grasp was literally painful. He's behind me. That nightmare is coming true. But how in the world did he get inside now? This whole thing doesn't make any sense.

"Finally." I heard the speak of the devil. Ben turned me around. Now we were face to face. I was shaking from fear. It was terrifying to see him after such a long time. Almost a year and a half.

"Please don't." I begged him almost just whispering. But for what? He's heartless.

"Don't make it harder." he said coldly.

Tears were streaming down on my face as he pushed me to the wall, grabbed my throat and started to choke me.

But all of sudden, I woke up.

Wait, what?

I sat up coughing and put my hand on my throat. I swear I felt like he was still choking me...but it was just a nightmare. Thank god.

I looked at the alarm clock and my eyes widened. It was already 1pm. How in the world??

I slept for so long. But I should be at work right now. Oh my goodness. Jonah left to work, but haven't told me? Why? I was supposed to go today.

I decided to get up from bed and make some breakfast..I mean lunch.

I had a weird feeling. I had no idea what that was, so I ignored it. I took off my shirt for change and what I noticed, honestly scared me. All of my scars and cuts were gone. How is this even possible? Wait...this whole thing was...was just a dream?? Another nightmare? There's no way. It was so realistic..way too realistic.

I quickly put on my shirt and ran down the stairs. I noticed Jonah sitting on the couch in the living room. When he noticed me, he smiled at me widely.

"Good morning sleepy head. I thought you gonna spend our day off sleeping all day." he said still smiling and stood up from the couch, slowly heading to me. Did he just say 'day off'? That was like two months ago. So it was truly just a nightmare? Ben haven't found me?

"Our day off? It's today?" I couldn't believe still.

"Are you okay?" he asked with a concerned look on his face. I smiled shaking my head in disbelief.

"Yeah, I've never felt better." I replied smiling and hugged him. "You're not gonna believe me if I tell you about my dream." I added and we pulled away.

"Well I can't wait to hear it, but first..guess who texted me?" he said and the smile disappeared from my face. That's how it all started. With this question.

"Please don't tell me it was Ryan." this answer surprised him.

"What? Ryan? Who is that?" he asked.

"Ryan from L.A.. We worked with him." I responded.

"No babe, why would he text me? He haven't even liked us. It was my mom who texted me. My parents are coming to visit us at the weekend." he said and I let out a sigh. Oh my gosh.

"That's amazing." I smiled at him again and he responded it. Then he leaned closer and kissed me.

"So..you gonna tell me about your dream?" he asked after we separated.

"Yeah, but I'm telling you it's an absolutely crazy one." I said.

"Yet it was just a dream."