Love, Victor: Summer Nights by A. Torres and O. Alexander.

Two: First Nightmare.

                            -Victor.-
Fear engulfs me. I'm drowning. I try to reach the surface but the light is already far away. I hear sobs...
Could it be Mia?
My body keeps going down, I try to move my arms, however, I'm not drowning in ordinary water, by touching it I know it's tar. If I don't relax my body, it'll be my end. The speed starts hurting my arms. I can bear the pain, but I can already feel the blood running down the edge of my hands. A multitude of laughter is present but nowhere to be seen. I feel helpless but I have never felt such a real danger, a mortal threat. I have never been in such a situation, not even in dreams. Dreams. This is a dream.
Why don't I wake up? The only thing worse than falling will be crashing. Once again,  I'm wrong. A shrill voice pierces the dark pit. "I hate you". It's Benji. I'm not just scared anymore, I'm uncontrollably screaming. Tears block my view. I let myself die. Everything turns black.