Raven:
The table is filled with unfamiliar meats. It's nothing like I've seen before, maybe it's foreign? I shrug it off and take one off the pile.
Blood. Why is there so much blood-
I cough it up, the meat oozing out the red substance immediately after I bit into it. It tastes familiar...it tastes as if I bit my lip, and blood started to flow into my mouth.
I pull the meat away from me, and stare in complete disgust at what I've been devouring- a human arm..
Despite the nightmare, I wake up quite naturally. I've never really had "dreams" like your average person. My dreams are 99% nightmares, which is probably a result of my neglected childhood, and my mother's mental illness passed down to me. Could be a scary combination of both.
I feel sick.
I look around my surroundings: Right, Zach's apartment. There's a light in the hallway bathroom, to which I go ahead and walk over to.
My mouth feels like it's full of blood. It tastes just like the dream, thin, sweet, and dull. A wave of nausea hits me and I make it just in time to vomit in the toilet.
This is one of the worst ones.
Sometimes my dreams will make thier way somehow into reality, and then I become like mother. Timid, paranoid, and a little bit crazy.
"Melanie, is that you?" There's a voice behind me, Issac. I nod.
"I-I taste blood...help." I crack and spit into the toilet. There's nothing there, but stomach acid. No food- Issac wouldn't let me eat anything Zach had in his house.
"Let me see."I flush the toilet, and stand up. Zach inspects my mouth, "there's nothing. It's just your brain."
My saliva tastes like blood..
It's just my brain...I don't believe him. There's blood in my mouth and it's not going away. Tears sting my eyes.
"It doesn't feel that way..." I mumble. Issac embraces in a hug, to which I fall into. I don't let my self swallow, in fear that I will swallow human blood.
"It's okay...you're okay. Just, let's go take your medicine."
I brush my teeth before and follow my brother to the living room. Zach is up in the kitchen, making something. He watches us as I take my medicine.
I don't take it daily, just whenever I have bad nightmares that takeover my reality. It makes me feel wierd, like my mom. And I don't want to end up like her- insane.
"Imma take a shower, you go ahead and get ready for school. I'll drive you, Kay?" I nod, some saliva is drooling from my mouth from now swallowing it.
Throwing on a flannel over my black tank top, and keeping my pajama pants, I could feel Zach's eyes on me. I don't smile, and go ahead over to the kitchen counter to see what he's making.
"You hungry?" I shake my head. "Okay, psychopath."
Don't call me that. I think, but instead, I just give him a meaningful glare. He backs off.
"My bad..here," he gives me some juice.
I reluctantly swallow my blood-tasting saliva, and take the juice. Ew. It tastes wierd. Zach smiles at my disturbed face. I shrug it off and finish the juice, despite my doubts.
"Mel, you ready to go?" My brother says as he walks to the living room dressed in his work clothes. I nod.
Except, when I get up, I almost instantly fall. What is happening? Am I high? It must have been the drink that dick have me.
"What the fuck did you just give me?" I hear my self slur.
"Zach, what the fuck?!" My brother yells, making Zach chuckle.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I was just trying to be nice!" Zach laughs, to which I flip him off.
"Lace my sister's drink again, and I'll fucking call the cops on you."
Issac grabs my arm, tightly, and pushes me out the door. Apparently, I'm still going to school? Usually when I have a freak out, Uncle Tom would've never let me go to school. I guess, Issac doesn't want me to stay at the apartment with the crackhead.
"Melanie, stop fucking drooling everywhere in my car.You are okay." Zach snaps, making me flinch. He throws me a napkin from the middle consul.
My saliva is blood...I'm officially turning into my mother-insane.
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I watch outside the window as the world whizzes past me. Loud EDM music blares through Zach's pick up truck. Where are we going...
"Where are we going?" I mumble.
"Issac told me to bring you to his work. He said your girlfriend called him?" Zach speeds past a red light.
Thin...dull..and sweet.
I bite my lip. The drug slowly wearing off on me, and the nightmare making its way back into my head.
Is there anyway to kill your mind?
"Yeo...can you get out?" Zach's voice is distant.
"Yeah..we, thanks for the ride." Drool starts to fall from my mouth. He gives me a look, before driving off.
The shop. I head in, and go straight to the bathroom. My saliva drooling out of my mouth. I can't believe I ate a human arm...I'm a cannibal . It will haunt me forever, cause I can't get the taste out of my mouth.
Luckily, there was no one in the bathroom when i repeatedly spat into the sink...it's red. My saliva is red...
Blood.
I bite my lip even more and taste even more blood. Why is there so much blood?? I scream, and start to hyperventilate. Coughing out the blood that overflows my mouth-
"Melanie,what the hell?" Issac's in the bathroom, the keys in his hand. He's staring at me in shock. "You're drooling everywhere. Can you stop, and just swallow? Stop. Will you stop biting your lip?"
I push him off of me. "Get away!"
"No...Gosh, Mel. You really need help." He takes out his phone. "I'm calling Uncle Tom..I dunno what to do with you..your creeping the shit out of me.."
Maybe I am going insane?
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A/N: this chapter was based off of one of my nightmares last night. I couldn't swallow my own saliva, because my brain kept telling me it was blood.(yes I had a dream about cannibalism. It was one of the worse ones that I had.)Make sure to Vote and Comment!
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