*A/N* each chapter in part 1 will be titled with a countdown until Alice's birthday. So 24 days before means 24 days until Alice's birthday.
"Have you had any dreams recently?" My therapist asks.
"No" I lie to her, nonchalantly. The dreams don't stop, they never have.
"Good, good. Now how have you been feeling?" She nods her head and looks at the notebook in her hands, scribbling down some words.
"Fine" she peers up at me through her glasses, not buying what I'm trying to sell, "Umm, I've been spending more time with my friends and going out more. Just last week, we went to the mall together. And I've been keeping up with my school work." I explain, trying to make her believe me.
She gives me a warm smile, "Well Alice, I'm happy to hear that. Anything else you feel like talking about?"
I nod my head no, again lying to her, keeping all my secrets from her that would get me put into a mental hospital. These dreams, as she called them, well they're not like any other dreams. They are complete blackouts. All my senses fade and I'm transported to a place only I know. Somewhere different than any building or structure around here. Somewhere old, ancient even. And I witness somethings I shouldn't, hear things I know nothing about, and see people who look like they belong somewhat 500 years ago.
But they are just dreams, nothing more, well, that's what doc says, and the one before her, and the one before him, and the-well you get the point.
They're just dreams.
And I'm not crazy. If you could see me, I'd be scoffing, trying so hard not to debunk this ridiculous reason and call my therapist out on her bullsh*t.
They're
Just
Dreams
~
Slowly picking at the food in front of me, with my head resting in my palm, the conversations around me dulls, the voices fade. I don't hear what they are saying until they get my attention.
"Alice," my name is repeated and I drop my elbow from the table and look at my family.
"Hmm?"
"How was Dr. Sandra's," Mom looks at me a little worried.
"Fine," I shrug my shoulders not wanting to make such a big deal of it.
"What'd you talk about," Mom tries to drill me.
I peer up at my mom through my heavy eyelids, "I'm not having dreams again, if that's what your wondering," I look back to my plate, barely touched.
"Alice-" she starts again but it cut off by Callum.
"Mom, leave her," my brother says and I silently thank him. Silence falls on us and I can feel my inner tension rise.
Dad clears his throat before speaking, "So your 18th birthday is in a few weeks," he tries to ease the thick tension. "Is there anything in particular you want?"
I just nod my head no when he presses on, "Come on, Alice, there has to be something special you want," I look up to see dad's warm smile.
I think for a moment, wondering if there really was one thing that I wanted, but I shrug, "I'm fine with the usual."
"So socks and underwear? Fine by me," Mom jokes.
"Ugh, your so lame Alice," Callum playfully rolls his eyes.
"Can't forget the books," Dad joins him and Mom follows up with an "ah yes"
"What can I say, I'm a simple girl," my lips tug up in a small smile.
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Heal Me
Vampir"Alice, please," the voice begs. "Alice, I need you," it says again. She walks further into the woods, stepping past fallen down trees and branches. The cold ground below her prevents the leaves from crankling beneath her feet as she walks. The sma...
