Passion

7

|P A S S I O N|

"WAKE UP!!!" I immediately jumped up from my bed. My mum was aggressively shaking my shoulder as tears dropped down her eyes. When she realized I was awake, she dragged me to my feet.

"Mum what is the matter?" I asked but she ignored me and continued running towards the back of the house. I was panting and she was crying, she didn't even notice that her bare feet just stepped on the broken vase.

Once she reached the back escape route, she halted then hugged me. "Run! Run! Don't wait for me. Don't wait for me."

What was happening? My mum ran back inside the house and even though I didn't know what was happening, I knew it wasn't something pleasant.

"MUM!!!" I ran after her following her footsteps, that when I saw it. The orange aggressive glow. It was coming from the kitchen and my mum was heading to the family room. "No....No..."

I realized that she was going to save my father. Where were all the workers? I ran towards her, my hands were becoming sweaty and I effortlessly tried to wipe them on my pajamas but I was too focused on getting to my mum.

The fire came out of no where exactly and licked her away. I fell to the ground and crawled towards the fire. "Mum! Mum!" I cried. Then I saw him come out of the fire.

"Did you think I'd let you die that easily?" He growled, his shirt was burning but he didn't care as he still walked closer to me. "How about we have some fun before I kill you.

My back immediately slammed to the wall. The wall was hot but I didn't seem to feel it as tears pooled down my eyes. "Please...please..." I pleaded but he just laughed and started tracing his hands up my exposed thigh.

"No" I whimpered "NO...NO...NO..." I screamed this time and I cried harder when I heard the evil threat when he laughed. The fire was getting closer, he could not see it but I could.

I felt his hands on my shoulder pushing the sleeve of my shirt down. "No...Please...

I immediately sat up on the bed. I was panting so seriously and my heart was beating out of my chest.

It was a dream. It was a dream.

I silently repeated to my self. "It was a dream, he is not here, I'm safe" I stilled when I felt my body shaking slightly and I looked over my shoulders. Mikhail was sitting on my bed, his arms were around me and he was muttering soothing words to me.

I could feel the beads of sweat running down my chest and I looked up to see Mikhail's face clearly. His face held concern and something else that I couldn't put my hands on.

"You're okay" he was muttering and I nodded. I was going to be okay. He looked up at my face and when he saw that I had calmed down "You were screaming" he stated and I blushed.

"I'm sorry" I cleaned the tears from my eyes and sat up. His hands dropped from my shoulders and I missed the warmth of them on my shoulder.

"There's no need to be sorry" he whispered "Everyone gets nightmares and trust me, I do get nightmares a lot of times"

"I guess we both have thing bothering us" I muttered and he nodded removing a tendrils of my hair from my face and tucking it behind my ears.