Dream Haunters(NaNoWriMo2014)

Chapter 11: Being Reunited

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

The annoying sound of an alarm clock wakes me. I open my eyes and try to see where I am. I remember the events from yesterday and figure it out. Finally, my memorie remembers. I'm in the Dream Haunters hideout. I sigh. I had hoped it was all a dream, but in fact, it wasn't. I have a sinking feeling in my body. Like the feeling when you feel dissapointed. I despise the feeling. And today its stronger than ever. Then the good memories flash back to me. Rose and I laughing. Sarcastic Kleo. These feelings are better, yet still very dissapointing. I sigh again and get out of bed sleepily.

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

I stare at clock, annoyed. I hit the "sleep" button and the beeping automatically stops. I slowly walk to the closet and open the curtain. Right then, I realize I could've just changed in the closet last night, seeing it has a "door". I also realize that I'm still in the yellow silk dress I tried on last night. I must've fell to sleep in it last night since I was so tired. I close the curtain and go to the pants section and try to find something my style. I find a pair of grey sweat pants that close in on the ankles but are loose on the legs. They looks so comfy. So I pick them off the shelf and move to the shirts section of the closet. It takes me a little longer to find a shirt, but I finally decide on a plain light pink tee. I slip off the dress then slip on the new pair of clothing. I was right. The pants are amazingly comfy, and I think that picking the pink tee was a good decision. I walk out of the closet without even looking at myself in the mirror. I next go in to the bathroom. I find a brush under the sink and go brush my hair looking in to the smaller mirror above the sink. I have circles under my eyes, but today I don't care. I'm in a horrible mood. After brushing my hair, I pull a elastic off of my wrist that I always have for hair emergencies. I put my hair in a messy french braid and try to smile.

I hear a knock on my door. I walk very slowly on my way to the door, and try to look put together. I take a deep breath and open the door. There, the most hheart breaking yet touching thing I have ever saw. "Brad?" I gasp. "Is that really you?"

"Yes, Em," he smiles slightly. "Its me." 

A tear runs down my cheek. I hug Brad. "I missed you."

Brad hugs me back. I instantly remember all the memories we shared once. "I missed you too." He sounds so grim, though. I wonder whats wrong. Then I remember. He's the bad guy.

"How could you?" I raise my voice a bit, ruining the happy-being-united-feel. 

"What?" Brad sounds surprised as I let go of the hug. "What did I do?"

"You know!" I growl. I storm past him and in to the hallway. "Your the bad guy! The bad guy that haunts my dreams."

My brother opens his mouth to protest but I cover my ears and make sure I don't hear anything he says. I storm off, down the hallway of this nasty cave. I find the Hangout eventually and walk in to it. Rose, Kleo, Reed and Arganot.

"Did you have much fun?" Arganot isn't looking at me but I know that the question is directed to me.

"I guess," I mumble, sitting next to Rose. "Depends what your talking about."

"Being united with your brother. Isn't that what you wanted?" Asks Arganot. 

"I guess. Just not like this." I answer, my voice so low I can barely hear it.

"What happened?" I sat silent. "What happened?"

"I don't want to talk about it." I finally grumble.

"Well, okay." Says Arganot. "Anyways, training is today."

"Training?" I ask. Why would I need to train? What would I even train for?

"We're going to train you to be a Dream Haunter." I instantly shake my head.

"What? No! Why would I want to train to be a Dream Haunter! You guys are haunting my dre-" I realize I've said to much. I cover my mouth.

"We know your being haunted, but we're not the ones haunting you! The Nightmare Haunters are! They're the bad guys not us!" I feel that sinking feeling in my chest and think how I yelled at Brad for being the bad guy. 

"You guys should switch names," that's all I can mumble out? Smart thinking Emily. Smart. "Is sounds like you guys Haunt Dreams and make them nightmares and the Nightmare Haunters make your nightmares dreams." You just have to keep talking, don't you? I twiddle my fingers.

"Yes, we do." Says Arganot. "Now, we will talk more about the Nightmare Haunters later. Right now lets worry about training."