Insomnia

Chapter 2

"Come on mom! Dad! We're gonna be late for Lisa's birthday party!" I called out to my parents. Lisa was my brother Jason's youngest child, his other children, both boys, are Finn and Sam.

"Yes we're ready!" My mom called out as my parents made their way downstairs. "Colin should be here soon."

The backdoor opened, we turned to look at it, to spot Colin. "Talk about the devil." I said with a small giggle as Colin hugged me, chuckling.

"It's nice seeing you too, now lets get going, I'll drive." Colin said with a smile as he led us to his car. My dad sat next to Colin, my mom sat on the backseat with me. The drive was nice, we would just talk about old memories, nice ones.

We arrived at the birthday party, my niece turned 1 years old today, I remember getting that call. I had an english test, so I wasn't able to answer the call. My mom had called me like 10 times. So when I saw that I had 10 missed calls from her, I feared the worst, that someone died. Even after the words "congrats aunt Skye" it didn't cross my mind, it took me a while.

I smiled upon seeing everyone together, well aside from Madison then... Madison and Jason didn't get along anymore, due to Madison's drug and alcohol habit. Jason's girlfriend, Emily, she didn't allow him to see his own sister.

The party was nice, the kids went to play at the nearby playground. I was talking to my aunt about what I was going to do during my summer holidays. I didn't have any plans yet. That's when I saw it....

In the corner of my eyes I saw fire, coming from the playground the children were at. My eyes widened, Finn and Sam were there too. I ran towards the playground, Jason following behind. The playground was on fire, I watched them burn... The children.

I tried to run towards the fire, but Jason held me back, I struggled, trying to get out of his grip. But then I froze at his sudden words. "Death follows you Skylar." I turned around, shocked at the sight. Jason had a knife stabbed into the side of his head, through the ear, one eye was missing and blood was streaming from where the eye was supposed to be.

That's when my eyes shot open, I was sweaty and shaky, I couldn't breathe or movie, I was having a panic attack. I stayed in my panicked state for quite some time.

When it was morning I went downstairs to have breakfast, still shaken up from the nightmare. I greeted my father, whom was already downstairs. I made myself a sandwhich and made my way back up to my room to eat it there.

I ate my sandwhich and jumped a little when I heard a voice, multiple voices, whispering my name. I turned my head just to see multiple people standing there. They were missing their eyes and blood was streaming from where their eyes were supposed to be. I started crying and crawled into a corner in my room, I couldn't breath, I was having another panic attack.

My mom called out to me after some time. She walked inside my room. "What are you doing? Why aren't you ready? You have to go to school?"

"I'm not going." I weakly cried out as I burried my face into my hands. My mom repeatly asked me to tell her what's wrong, but I just shook my head in return.

"Go to your aunt, I will call you in sick." My mom begged. I nodded in return, she knew I would always talk to my aunt. I got dressed and brushed my teeth and took of to visit my aunt.

When I was there I was just crying, on the couch, with my face in my hands. They asked me questions and I'd either nod or shake my head. That's when the question came.

"Do you love girls?" The soft voice of my aunt sounded as she put a hand on my shoulder. I nodded in response and she pulled me in a hug, in order to comfort me. Being in the closet, was a big cause of my stress, maybe the voices and nightmares and hallucinations would go away if I have less stress.

I talked about it with my aunt a little longer and I told her I was scared that my parents wouldn't accept me. Mostly my father, he would always make homophobic remarks. He'd call LGBT people, abominations of nature. Obviously I would be scared.

"You can't stay in the closet forever, you know that right?" My aunt asked as she gently rubbed my back.

"Do you want me to talk them?" My uncle asked me. I knew my dad listens to him, so I nodded in response.

I stayed with them for another hour, I was laying on the floor with their dog most of that time. It was a german shepherd, a really sweet one, that animal couldn't hurt anyone. Well, unless he'd get rabies.

I was brought home by my aunt and uncle, I went upstairs as soon as we got there, so they could talk to my parents. They left after a while and my parents came upstairs.

They sat next to me on my bed, both pulling me in a hug.

"You know you'll always be our daughter, no matter what happens. Liking girls, won't change that." My mom softly said as she pressed a kiss to the top of my head.

I looked at them, tears in my eyes as I spoke up. "You're okay with it?"

"Well I don't like it, but I will accept it. We just want you to be happy, even if that means marrying a girl someday. You're my child and I love you. We love you." My dad said as he and mom, held me in their arms, telling me that it's okay over and over as I cried in their arms.

Soon I told more people, Colin's reaction was my favorite. His literal words were "mom we got a little lesbian in the family" and he said it with a ridiculously huge smile as he hugged me.

The nightmares weren't getting better, only more intense. The voices would tell me to do things, I wouldn't listen to them though. If only I knew how bad they'd get. The hallucinations came more frequently, multiple times a day. The happiness in me, that light, it was fading away into darkness. I felt like I was slowly losing my sanity, like I was going crazy.