Stuck In A Dream

Chapter Six: More Lies

Kyle's P.O.V

After hearing that loud scream, I followed Raven. I don't know where we'll end up, but I trust her. I mean how can I not? She answered all my questions, told me her assignment, even offered me some of her fries. I kindly declined, because the food here is questionable, but I trust her, so no mater what I've got her back now and if she lets me, I wanna come with her and help her complete her assignment. Then, maybe......when we're alone again, I'll tell her what my assignment is. The only problem is, she might not accept me, or wanna be near me, one she finds out what it is. That's why I'm so thankful that scream interrupted whatever was to follow.

Or so I thought, because when we'd finally made it to where the noise had been coming from, I saw Brooklyn plugging her nose and using her jacket to soak up the blood.

"WHAT HAPPENED?" I yelled, which is unusual for me.

But not crazy, in a situation like this.

Brooklyn looked up at us with eyes full of tears and a warily look on her face.

"I didn't do it." She said, her body covered her blood.

Could I trust her? I looked over at Raven, who just nodded.

"Okay, is what you're doing working? Do you hear a heartbeat?" Raven asked, looking at Brooklyn with genuine concern.

I wanna believe that Brooklyn is this saint, but this scene is really making me think otherwise.

I sighed,"I'll get more towels, your jacket has served it's purpose." I said, before rushing off to get some towels.

Brooklyn briefly looked down at her bloody jacket and rushed to the toilet to throw up.

Now, all I could think about is why Brooklyn would kill anyone.

What's her motive?

What does she gain?

I grabbed as many towels that I could hold from the kitchen and ran back to see Raven rubbing Brooklyn's back as she continued to exert all of......that.

Raven, would probably be doing the same thing later after eating this food, but I'll tell her that later. I handed Raven and Brooklyn some towels, keeping some from myself and hoped that my one lesson in P.E would save Veronica's life. I took the towel and applied pressure to her wound, which appeared to be on her shoulder, thankfully not hitting any bones. Good thing, Brooklyn doesn't have good aim. Soon, the other two watched and followed me, as I tried to stop from more blood coming out. I felt like a doctor or something. Everyone was counting on me.......that is, if Brooklyn wants her to wake up.

Brooklyn's P.O.V

I can't stop thinking about what a monster I am.

I wanted to kill Veronica, I'm still having flashbacks.

My ears, they're throbbing. It was so loud, it still hurts.

Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch.

My ears hurt so much.

That's just one more reason why I'm not feeling that well.

Do you ever just not want to let go of your responsibilities and worries and do what your hearts telling you to do?

It was like that, I just did it and stopped thinking about Veronica and started thinking about me.

How does this benefit me?

1) I'll be one step closer to leaving dream land.

2) I can revenge on Veronica for all the times she wronged me