"Some People Care Too Much..I think It's Called love"
-Winnie The PoohChapter 7
"Emily? Emily where are you?" I yelled. All I saw was darkness. I was just walking, hearing Emily's screams.
"Claire, help me!" Emily yelled. I could hear her sobs and her pleas. I finally saw her, she stood on a chair, scared with a rope around her neck.
No..no.. "EMILY NO!"
I jolted up, breathing heavy and perspirating. It was just a nightmare, one measly nightmare, but was it a measly nightmare? I cupped my face and kept chanting that it was just a dream, only just a dream. I checked my phone only to see that I hadn't charged it, i plugged in my ocean blue charger and put my phone aside to charge.
I forgot to check the time, mentally slapping myself I checked it. 3AM, well I couldn't go back to sleep, not at all. I just laid there, thinking about the dream,about what happened, about Emily. I threw my legs off my bed and went to the bathroom, after I was done I splashed water onto my face.
My reflection in the mirror wasn't me, it was someone else, my red puffy eyes from the crying, my messed up strawberry blonde hair frizzy from the perspiration. I looked at my lip, my bottom lip was quivering. My eyes were glossy, tears started falling, one after the other. Eventually I cracked. I thought about yesterday, none of us talked about what happened, we pretended it was all fine.
*Flashback*
I was wailing so loudly, crying so hard. I felt like every drop of liquid in my body was being drained. AJ had muttered soft words to me, holding me in his embrace and Maria was rubbing my back, singing some Italian song she used to sing to her sisters to calm them down. Zachary and Amy left after I broke down.It hurt so much."There, there Claire. Don't cry, that asshole doesn't deserve any of it." Hushed my brother, but I wasn't crying for him, no. Not at all. I was crying for Emily.
*End of flashback*
I rinsed my face with water one last time, deciding to take a long shower, I'm sure no one will be bothered about it. AJ was supposed to leave yesterday, but he couldn't. He and Maria are leaving today, I don't know what time, but they won't be here when I get back. Neither will my parents.
Mom has a new case with someone being abused by her husband and dad has a new patients that were held hostage by some freak. What an awful world huh? The hot water from the shower relaxed my muscles and brought an amazing feeling of warmth. I got out and wrapped a towel around my hair and around my body, I entering my room I checked the time.
4:40AM. Too early for normal clothes, so I slipped on some blue pajama shorts and red long sleeve pajama t-shirt with a black rose on it. Emily.. Emily.. Nightmares, I've been getting them again. I braided my hair into a neat plait with small strands of hair framing my face.
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