Untold Secrets - Levi X OC

Nightmares

I woke up to a loud bang coming from outside the room, I quickly got up and opened the door, not thinking twice before doing so. As I opened the door I saw him, he was there smashing things on the walls. He seemed to pained by whatever happened to him, one second he was eating with me and the other kids and the other he turned into a burning flame that couldn't be put out. I slowly approached him in hopes of a reaction from him, but all he did was smash whatever came into contact with his hands.

"Kenny?"

I softly muttered his name as the man continued to smash things. I wasn't sure if he was ignoring me or if he just simply didn't hear me. I wanted to stop this fire, the fire that spread through my heart whenever he became this way, my nights became scary because of this fire, because of him. He was breaking and I couldn't help him, he wouldn't listen.

"Kenny please stop."

I managed to say, just a little louder than before.

This time I think he heard because he came to an abrupt stop. He just stood there with cuts in his hand from the sharp glass that he had grabbed over and over again as he smashed it. His eyes were dry, no tears had escaped, he just sat there as if someone had reset him.

"Josephine go back to bed."

He said, a hint of anger in his voice.

I knew if I listened he would continue, I wouldn't sleep. I just stood there and looked at him, hoping he'd let go of the piece of glass and go to sleep, I wish he would stop bleeding. He looked at me and I saw rage in his eyes, nothing else but rage. He stomped over to me and harshly threw me against a wall. He looked at me in the eyes, except the flame inside of him only grew as fear emerged in me.

"Kenny, go to sleep please."

I whispered softly to him.

His eye twitched and I suddenly felt the glass penetrate my abdomen, creating a pool of blood that stained my white tank top. I felt the glass penetrate me again and again. I didn't feel anything, just the empty void from when he removed the piece of glass only to stab it again in a different spot.

I slowly averted my gaze to the wall where I saw myself, except I was 10 again. The room shifted into a bar like place and Kenny was no longer the man stabbing me. I saw my horrified face as I watched myself be killed, I wanted to look away, I wanted to yell, but all I could do was watch a heart break. I parted my lips, hoping to have the strength to speak, but then I felt the shriek of fear come from myself. I didn't realize how scared I was until I saw myself, until I saw the love I had be taken away by someone I didn't know.

As the man kept on going, I caught a glimpse of myself in his eyes. My hair wasn't its natural deep chestnut brown, but instead a black color. My eyes were no longer grey, but a light brown, almost red.

I was her.

I looked back at myself, at the terrified girl and tried screaming out, tried saving her, but all I felt was the irony liquid leave me as she ran to me, hoping to make me live.

I wanted to shout at her, I wanted to say what she needed.

I bolted up from my bed, sweating profoundly, tears streaming down my face. I looked around in panic, trying to remember where I was. I touched my abdomen, making sure I wasn't bleeding from any stab wounds. I let my bun loose trying to see my chestnut hair, I tried looking at the window in hopes of seeing my grey eyes again. I was me again, I had myself back.

I sighed as I wiped the tears and sweat away and slowly got up, trying my best not to wake Isabel who was sleeping peacefully on her bed. I approached the room door and slowly turned the handle, not opening it too much so the hinges wouldn't make any sound.