It's All In Your Head (Jalex)

6- The Reason Why I Close My Eyes Is That You Haunt My Dreams At Night

A/N: The title is based off of lyrics from the song Don't You Ever Forget About Me by Sleeping With Sirens

Jack stayed at my house for a lot longer than usual. The only problem was that I didn't know if it was because he liked me, because he kissed me, or because he was worried about me. Maybe all of the above. Feelings are so confusing, but Jack was both hilarious and adorable.  A 'hella mega crush?' Only he could come up with something so ridiculous. 

Why did anyone he was with in the past ever want to leave him? I was afraid that I might just find out. 

When I went to sleep that night, I was only thinking about Jack and his kiss. The real thing was definitely better than the kisses in my dreams. I closed my eyes in desperate hope that he would be in tonight's dream, and preferably not as a serial killer. I was too tired to not sleep. 

There was a black scene that I was thrown into. I wasn't standing on anything. I was falling into nothing. My voice was nonexistent, so I just feel with tears fighting gravity and falling up my face and into the air around me. When I looked up, I saw a light. A faint light, with Jack up there. I shook my head.

But he didn't listen. He jumped right in with me. He was coming right down into my world of depravity with me. Into my nightmare. Into my anxiety. Into my panic. 

When I finally landed, I was created by a cloak holding a scythe. "You see now, Alexander? You only cause pain and suffering to those around you. " 

I shook my head. This isn't what I wanted. I ran over to Jack, who'd just fallen and joined me down here. The grim reaper followed me, and he pushed him scythe right through Jack's chest. I screamed soundlessly, crying while I held him close to myself. Jack smiled lightly. "Don't cry for me, Lexi. I'll be okay. " 

I shook my head violently. Jack ran his finger over my jawline, and kissed me lightly before falling back. He was gone, and it was all my fault. He was lifeless. I closed his eyelids. 

Wake up. Wake up, Alex. Please. 

When I sat up, my eyes were already watering and my face was already covered in tears. My light was already on, and my mum was already sitting on the edge of my bed. "You were screaming so loudly. And crying in your sleep, " She said. 

"Jack died," I whispered, the toxic words feeling like a thick poison on my tongue. He wasn't really dead, was he? Was my nightmare a prophecy? 

"Alex-" She began, but I held up my hand. I didn't her to talk about it right now. "It's not real." 

Ouch. "Does this look fake to you? " I asked, gesturing to my face. "I don't know what you think about any of it, but this is so real to me. It's in my head. It's in my imagination. It's in my memory. It's in my thoughts. It's in my subconscious. It's. Real. " 

"Jack is still alive. " 

"But for how much longer, mum? Because he's going to die someday. And it's going to be all my fault. Everything is all. My. Fault." 

"Alex, you're not thinking clearly. Why would you kill your best friend? It's only a nightmare. Dreams never come true. There's nothing to be afraid of. "

"But that's where you're wrong. My dreams have come true, some of them anyways. " I wasn't about to tell her about how Jack had kissed me before. 

"You're not going to be the reason that Jack dies, do you understand? " There was finality in her voice. I'd gone too far this time. 

I nodded. "Can you please leave me alone for a little while? " She stood up and left, listening to me. Of course this dream was coming to be, because I had the exact same nightmare when I was twelve. And that's when he died. I can predict death, and I'm not about to kill Jack too. Why can't the world just let me be happy without there being some crazy risk involved?