The Only Girl In The World

Chapter Eighteen

Edited

~Kaylee

One look at the cold, dark and empty room, I realized I was stuck in another nightmare once again.

Even when I knew it was a dream, I could never find a way to wake up or ignore whatever would happen. It felt so real and frightening and I was stuck re-living the same dream over and over.

The dark environment slowly turned into a busy road with me right in the center. Cars were passing all around me but they all seemed to be passing through me. Suddenly, everything was going in slow motion and I spotted a familiar car.

I knew what would happen, the same thing happened over and over just indifferent ways. The same street, the same car, the same accident, the same death.

Inside the black Camry car, a younger me was seated at the back with my parents in front of me. Except our car was the only one not moving. From behind me, a truck drove up with full speed heading to our car.

I tried to move, to yell, to warn them. Just to do something but I couldn’t move, I couldn’t hear my voice, I couldn’t feel anything. I couldn’t even close my eyes! I could only watch in horror as the truck collided with the car clearing it one go.

The place went blurry, I heard screaming, shouting, sirens. The World was spinning around me as I finally let out an ear piercing scream and I was thrust back to my reality.

Gasping, I shot up from my bed.

“Ju-just a dream, it…it isn’t r-real” I stuttered trying to catch my breath as I felt my whole body shaking.

This was the third one this week so far and each time wasn’t any better. I should have realized from the drop in temperature recently, it was November already meaning I was days away from my parents death anniversary.

 This was the time my nightmares got worse breaking me down mentally, physically and emotionally. As exhausted as I was, I could hardly fall asleep with the fear of having those nightmares again. If I had to stay awake to avoid them, I would.

Getting up to take a shower, I tried to take my mind off the dreams, I knew that this week was going to be hell because this was just the start. They would only get worse from here, the only difference between now and before was the fact I had my mom to help me deal with my nightmares. Now she was gone, I didn’t know how I was going to cope.

My mood didn’t lift considerably even when I went down from breakfast or when Christian picked me up.

“Are you really OK though?” Christian asked again pulling into the school building.

“More than ok.” I lied getting down before walking into the school building. Leaning my head against my locker, I closed my eyes as I felt myself getting slightly dizzy and my head aching.

I had no idea how long I stayed there until I felt someone tap me.

“You alright?” Becca asked me as I raised my head up.

“Perfectly fine.” I lied opening my locker.

I knew I probably looked like shit and anyone could tell I wasn’t but I didn’t care. This was going to be a long week. Shutting my locker, I followed Becca to class shooting glares at everyone who even tried to look at me.

I looked like a mess but they don’t need to stare!

It seemed like the day was going extra slow today. I felt myself getting impatient as I waited for the bell to ring. After a few more cruel minutes, the bell finally rang and I let out a sigh of relief.