Chapter 11: Stuck On Repeat

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Alison POV:
I get hit.

I go over the bridge.

I land on the water.

I'm drowning over and over again.

I can't breathe.

I bag on the window over and over again. I'm trapped.
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"HELP!" I wake up and sit up in Emily's bed screaming.

"Alison?" It's Emily.

"E-Emily?" I stutter.

"What's wrong?" She asks.

"I-I had a nightmare." I tell her.

"Oh, Ali. It's okay." She whispers, and pulls me into a right hug.

"I was trapped in my car and I was drowning. I kept drowning." I say as the tears come.

"Shhh...It's not really, Ali." She says.

"But it was." I cry out through my tears. She looks at me with sad eyes.

"You're okay. You're safe now." She whispers.

I turns head and look at the time and it's only 2 AM.

"Sorry for waking you up." I mutter to Emily.

"It's fine." I whispers against my shoulder as she leans on it.

I turn my head and look at her, and she's falling asleep.

I stay sitting in her arms. I shift my body so I'm sitting between her legs.

I like this feeling. It makes me feel safe and protected. Like I'm wanted.

After a few minutes, I turn my head and look back at Emily again. She's already asleep.

I slowly and carefully slip out if her embrace, and lay her down gently on her bed.

I lay down and close my eyes, but I'm unable to sleep. My eyes are heavy and droopy, but I refuse to sleep.

Afraid of what lies ahead.

The crash.

Over and over again, it happens.

I close my eyes, and all I can see is the water surrounding me.

Like I'm stuck on repeat.

I start sweating and shaking.

I lightly and quietly sob, making sure I don't wake Emily.

She stirs, and I cover my mouth, but that doesn't help. It just makes me take a deep breath in, loud. I whimper, and Emily shoots up.

"Oh, my god. Ali. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep." She says all in one breath. "God, I feel awful." She squeaks out.

I look at her, and cry harder.

"No. Please don't cry." She says, and hugs me.

"I keep seeing it. The water. The crash." I say.

"What?" She asks.

"It keeps replaying in my head. I can't close my eyes. All I see is the crash." I wail.

"Shhh..." She whispers, and mumbles sweet nothings into my ear.

Sweet nothings.






Hey, Bitches! Just kidding.
Sorry it's so short.
I wanted to reveal what's up with Alison.
Something is wrong.
Can you guess what?
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