Trapped (1D and JB horror)

Chapter 8 : Nightmares

Sorry this took me forever to update. Sorry it's crappy and short. You know what, I'm not even gonna put another authors note after this, you know what to do when you're done.

Happy reading, ya'll.

"I hate you," I hissed, shoving another long sleeve shirt in my suitcase with brutal force. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you. Oh yeah, did I mention I hate you?"

From beside me on the bed Justin gave a throaty chuckle. "Only about a hundred times, babe. Are you done preaching about your hate for me yet?"

I turned around so I was right in front of him, looking down at his face. He was smiling, and even though I hated him at this moment, he was still cute. "Nope, give me a couple of seconds to finish." I took a deep breath and sang the words,"I hate you."

"Okay, now I'm done. "

"Good." He placed his hands on my waist and drew me in closer to him. "I hate it when you're mad at me."

"Well then," I whined, "don't make me go on this trip!"

He sighed and got up, gently guiding me on the bed. I did what he wanted me to do without complaint, honestly tired with all of the "I hate you"s that I've been saying. All I wanted to do was sleep. He laid next to me, his face inches from mine. The pillows were so soft, and I closed my eyes. At least I could take a little nap before we had to go to that stupid house.

I felt his lips in my eyelids, and then my forehead before Justin put his arm around me and whispered, "I love you."

Did I mention I really didn't hate him? "I love you too, Justin."

I was running for my life.

There was trees all around me, their branches and leaves hitting me from all sides as I ran and the pale moon was my source of light. A cold sweat was breaking out on my skin and my clammy hands gripped my Victorian dress that was getting all dirty.

They were coming for me, and I knew it. I disobeyed father and his wishes, I disobeyed Demitri also. I went against everything set out for me, and now I was going to pay. Not before a weak fight, so I ran.

The sound of hounds howling was far behind me, but the sound of my heart thumping out of my chest made them seem like they were a lifetime away.

"Rebecca!"

Hearing my name spoken by him made me look back. Demitri was after me, too. Why was he here?

Just my luck, my foot was caught on a root from the old oak tree beside me, and with a frightened squeal I crashed down. My head hit the ground with a hard thump and I rolled for a couple seconds before I stopped.

The hounds were much closer, as were Demetri and the gamekeeper who was supposed to come and get me. In that moment I accepted my fate. I wasn't going to live. Was a secret love worth it in the end? I'm assuming it was.

I woke up with a jolt, accidentally smacking Justin in the face. As he groaned and blinked away the sleep in his eyes, I lifted my hand to my heart, feeling it pumping much faster.

What was that about? I wasn't myself in that dream, I was someone else. Poor girl, she was going to die, that's what I'm thinking was going to happen, anyway. The dream was so vivid and it felt so real . . .

"Are you okay, Tori?" Justin sat up and had his arms around me, and I laid my head on his rising and falling chest.

"Yeah, I'm okay I just had a bad dream."

"Do you wanna talk about it?" I shook my head 'no' and he nodded in understanding.

"Well whatever it was, just know I'm here for you."

I would've said "thanks," but Rachel came through the door at that moment, suitcases in her hands.

"Wake all the way up, sleeping beauties, we're hitting Mc Donalds, then we're gone."