Corrupted Dreams

Chapter Fourteen

Dark/Cody's P.O.V

I wake up. What the actual heck did I just do? I just kissed Shelphine! Why did I do that? Well I love her, that's why. But I'm not even supposed to love anyone. I'm supposed to be all negative and evil and stuff. I guess there can be an exception. No. No? Ugg! 

"What is wrong with me?" I scream out loud.

I cover my face with my hands. I need help. On so many different levels. My dad knocks on my door. 

"I'm fine father!" I yell. 

"Well that's good, but I'm not dad."

Never mind, it's glitter face. Great. 

"Can I come in Cody?" My brother asks me.

"Sure." I reply with an eye roll. "You're already bothering me with your presence, so why not." 

He comes in and sits beside me on my bed.

"I'm sorry I came into your dream-er nightmare. I just wanted to see you smile."

"How did you know I was smiling?" 

"I could sense strong, positive emotions coming from you. It was just a guess." He shrugs. "So what made you happy in the nightmare?"

I really don't want my brother to know about my love for Shelphine.

"Nothing much. Just the screams from that astrial were better than usual." I try to smile creepily, but my heart isn't in it.

"You were feeling real joy. Not the fake stuff you get from scaring people. I could tell." He says, looking right past my disguise and into my soul. 

I hate it when he does that. So much. I turn away from him. I won't tell him anything. But I do kinda want someone to talk with. I'll tell him nothing! I really need to tell someone though. No I don't.  I don't need anyone! Except Shelphine.

"Brother?" James snaps me out of my inner war with myself.

"What?" I say with a shaky breath.

Wait. I'm crying? When did I start?

"Can you please tell me what is on your mind. I think it might help." He puts a hand on my shoulder. 

"I...I dont understand myself." I tell him hesitantly. "I'm always battling myself in my head. I don't know what I am anymore. I'm supposed to be a monster, a villan. I'm not supposed to feel love, or any positive feeling. But I do. I'm in love with a girl named Shelphine. At least I think I am. I've never had this feeling before, so how do I know? This emotion is messing with my brain. It's ruining my life! Yet it's the nicest feeling I've ever had. Why is love so confusing?"

This is too much for me to take. I clutch my throbbing head and cry. It's been so long since I've cried out of saddness rather than pain. I feel my brother wrap his arms around me. He's hugging me? Why? I treat him like dirt. I'm so mean to him all the time. He tries to be nice, but I reject him. I hate being the keeper of negativity! It makes me a terrible person. And there isn't a thing I can do to fix it. I have to corrupt people's dreams. It's my job. It's my life source. If I were to stop, I would die. Is that my only option? Is death my only escape?...

...Wouldn't hurt to find out.