chapter fourteen. NIGHTMARES

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CHAPTER FOURTEEN,
nightmares.
' i have bad dreams
sometimes, too. you're
not alone. . . '

TRIGGER WARNING

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TRIGGER WARNING. . .
verbal abuse/trauma (?)
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      OPHELIA SHOT UP AND GASPED SHARPLY, suddenly waking up in the darkest room she had ever seen. The only light was above her; it was a spotlight and it was beating down on only her.

   Where the hell was she?

   "Hello?!" She called out, but the sound of her cracking voice only dared to echo right back to her.

   "Oh my god," She muttered to herself, panicking as she shot up from her sitting position. The blinding overhead spotlight followed her from above as she pace around in small circles in the nerve-racking dark room.

   "Hello, is anyone there! Mister Miyagi, Daniel, James?!" she shouted out desperately into the darkness, dropping to her knees. This was hopeless.

   "Why, hello there, Ophelia."

   Her head snapped up to look forwards, to see the one and only Bobby Brown. The boy was wearing a bone-chilling, wicked smirk across his lips.

   "Bobby?" She asked, her shaky voice slipping through her naturally cracked lips. "Where are we?"

   Bobby cackled, the loud sounds of it sending endless shivers down every tick of her spine. He abruptly stopped as another figure came up behind him.

   "We're in your worst nightmare."

   "Daniel?" Ophelia exclaimed in shock at the boy, who wore a blank facial expression as he looked at her. "You too?"

   "Of course," Daniel said, now wearing a smirk that matched Bobby's. "I couldn't miss out on this opportunity."

   Ophelia's eyebrows wrinkled together in complete puzzlement at Daniel's words. "W-What do you mean, 'opportunity'?" she asked warily.

   Another voice bellowed out from the darkness,  "An opportunity to tell you how fucking worthless you are."

   "Dad?" she asked in even more astonishment, trying to gulp down the hurt from her Father's previous sentence as he, too, stepped forwards and under the dim excess light from her spotlight.

   "You're playing me. I know you are. But I know you're just jealous and insecure; Alli is so much better than you, in every single way possible." Daniel spat out at her, his every word stinging her like deadly venom.

   "Daniel, you don't mean that." Ophelia choked out, stumbling away from him a bit. But he continued to step towards her nonetheless, the wicked smirk widening into a devilish grin.

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