Working with Chris McClean

Chapter 11: Who can You Trust?

Everything is dark...

All around me is all black and nothing...

I hugged myself as I slowly go down to my knees, tearing up...

Soon I felt a hand gripped onto my neck and pulled me into the black wall that was around me. The next thing I knew, I was falling over the cliff...endless falling as fear run through my body. I'm praying this is a dream, just a simple fucking nightmare that I'm having right now. I'm just going to wake up and be in my bed, right?...

I looked down to the ground as I'm getting closer and closer to the spikes. I figure was in the middle of the spikes though, I didn't quite recognize from a far. But...

The closer I get, the fear and my anxiety went through the roof.

Callie is laying on the floor...bleeding non stop, staring towards me with her bleeding eyes...Telling me it's all my fault..Out of no where, her blood came at me as Callie slowly raises up and come at me. Soon everything turn black as she gets closer and closer to me.

" W̷̦̒ḫ̴̑ẏ̶̙ ̷͎̆d̶̳̀i̸̹͆d̴̤͂ṅ̸͚'̴͓͒ť̷ͅ ̷̝͋ỵ̷̽o̸̖͑ṳ̵̀ ̴̱͆p̵̗̑u̸̥͊ľ̸̮l̶͇͊ ̷̡̃ư̶͎p̷̱̉ ̶͈̓t̶̹͗h̶̨͛ë̸̤́ ̵̲̈́r̷̨͂o̴͈͂p̷̣̽ḙ̵́,̸͚̄ ̸̱́t̵̩͛h̴͇͗ì̸̩s̵̡̚ ̴͕͠w̷̑͜o̵͛ͅu̷̠͝l̷̞͒d̶͈̎n̶̻̍'̶͈̚t̵̲̅ ̷̱̂h̴̻͠a̶̳̔v̶̠̄è̵̥ ̴̻̎ĥ̵͜a̷͖͌p̵͓̊p̶̪̎ḛ̸͊n̵̥̈́ë̷̖́d̷͎͠ ̸̹͐ḯ̶̜f̶͕̈ ̸͎͋ỳ̶̹ő̷̖u̷̝͛ ̶̡͋w̵͕̏ö̵̥́u̴̻̽l̵̲̀d̵̲͌'̵̲̽v̴̩̓ȅ̸̟ ̸͙̄j̸͖̓ù̶̧s̸͓͐ţ̵͋ ̶͔̈́l̸̙̚e̵̘͊t̷͕̉ ̵͚̓h̵̦͒e̵̜͠r̴̬̃ ̸̖̕b̶̻̏e̵͎̾ ̵͓͝!" The injured figured Callie yelled as she grab my neck and tighten her grip. I gasped for air as I look at her, terrified... soon she raises her hand up and grew very sharp claws. "N̸̫̽ȯ̴̯w̶̮̒ ̶̧̾ÿ̶̪o̴̫̚u̵̫̍'̷̥͋l̷̛̠l̷̗̎ ̶͖̓s̶̛̫ụ̸̆f̷̣̚f̴̰̐ẻ̷̩r̶̜̊ ̷̜̑ẘ̴̖i̶̤͛ť̷̘h̵̯̃ ̷͎́m̵̬̉ẽ̶̡.̶͎̈.̸̰͗.̶̻̋ ̴̻̎F̶̬̈́ ̵̞͒O̴̘̎ ̸̼̅R̷̪͐ ̸̖̊E̵̼̔ ̸̤͂V̵̛̜ ̷͓̔E̵͓͐ ̷̤͛R̵̓͜!̵̧̍!̴̲͊" she laughs insanely as she looks down at me with her demonic eyes.

"CALLIE I'M SORRY! JUST GIVE ME ANOTHER CHANCE!" I pleaded as tears runs down my face, sobbing. She only laughed at my plead and quickly cut my head off with her sharp claws. . . .

Chris POV

I sit up quickly on my bed as I yelled out loud in horror.

I huffed a bit roughly, hugging myself as I started to shake in horror and sobbed silently on the bed. "Mmm, Chris? Holy shit..." Chef said as he slowly wakes up and looks at me. I jumped a bit then look at him with my watery eyes "d-did I wake you, heh s-sorry I'll just go in the living room".

Before I could get out of the bed, he pulled me into his arms and lay me down on the bed "no stay...tell me what happened, what happened in your dream this time".

I looked down a bit then hug him down on the bed, crying.

He sighs a bit then wraps his arms around me "shh it's okay, it was only a dream...it's not real". He run his fingers through my hair gently as I keep crying on his chest, trying to calm me down. "I'll serve you some mint chocolate chip ice cream if you calm down a bit" he said gently as I look up at him.

I nodded then whip my tears away "c-can you brush my hair too..". He chuckles softly and squishes my face gently "anything to make you feel better, my pretty boy". I blushed at his statement then watch him get off of the bed and head to the kitchen.