Chapter nine: bad nightmare

"Ahhhh" I screamed out in terror, to eventually notice it was all a dream, a terrible nightmare. I turned to the side and saw Anderson sleeping soundly, even my scream couldn't wake him up.

I refused to get more shut eyes, and in fear of the nightmare reiterating, I quickly got up from the bed ambling out to get a cup of strong coffee. I walked out of the room ambling downstairs, suddenly a sound jerked my attention, and I instantly veered back in a sacred stare, "Who's there?" I asked rephrasing my steps.

I turned back to flee, when a hand forcefully pulled me back, gripping a gun to my head, "Shh, don't you dare shout, or else I'll kill you, Miss Elena!".

My eyes widened, although I wasn't Elena within, the outside appearance looked just like her, after all, I was deluding myself to be her.

" Please don't do anything stupid?" I pleaded with the strange man who was aiming a gun at my head, as he pushed me to walk, I quietly did as instructed without any complaint slowly ambling close to the door, I prayed someone would come to save me, and the minute my feet step further to leave, a gun was shot from behind.

"Am I dead?" I locked my eyes in fear, just to later realize I was still standing and it could only mean, I tried to put the whole puzzle pieces together and the second I did, I veered back just to see the strange man on the ground, hoisting my head to decern Anderson holding a gun in his hand, as he tossed it to the floor.

"Are you okay?" He hurriedly rushed to me, "Hmm" I shook my head replying to him, but what I couldn't comprehend was, who the heck was that man?".

My eyes soared round before retreating to him with the same question I asked myself, seconds ago.  "Who was that man?". I asked him.

" Which man?" Anderson played the dumb game with me,  "Seriously!" I ran my eyes down, sewing his as well, "Oh, you mean this man!!" He responded to me in a funny voice.

"Yeah, who is he Anderson, and why does he want to kill me?" I duplicated back to him, yet he changed the subject, "Oh look at the time, why don't we go to sleep and I'll talk to you tomorrow!".  He veered back into weird behavior, Leaving a suspicious look on my face.

The next morning.

Anderson came downstairs to see me seated in the dining room holding a cup of coffee in my hand, "Elena" he walked further to me, lifting my head to notice how tired I looked, "did you not sleep at all?" He asked shifting the cup away from me.

I looked at him, and without saying a word back, I veered ambling back to the room, my head was so empty, eyes were so exhausted, that I fell asleep the moment I laid down on the bed.

12:59 pm

I stretched out of bed, turning my eye to the wall clock, "Oh shit, I overslept". Quickly I rushed into the restroom, and out wearing nothing but a towel around my waist, At the same time Anderson walked in without knocking, as he stumbled on me naked. "Oh my goodness?" He opens up his mouth in shock, veering back my attention, "shit, what the fuck, haven't you heard of knocking?" I pulled up the towel around me trying to cover up.