Chapter 1
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I had never experienced nightmares, no matter how scary or how long I would sit watching horror movies with my dad, mom and Regina on movie night Thursdays.
I was the last person to get scared, actually some gruesome scenes earned laughs from me, my family considered me "weird" but I loved the title.
As I sat down on what I assume to be a bare tiled floor. My face seemed cached which indicated that I'd been crying. Then my eyes stuttered open. The surrounding looked very strange to me, I dont remember going out with my parents last night. I took in the appearance of the place I was in, squinting my eyes to make out the objects in the room.
It was plain with only a round wooden table and two chairs. The only light I could see was coming from the square shaped window protected by metal bars high above the room. The grey paint was fading leaving peels on the bare tiled floor. Two beds were placed at the corners, with a large grey metal door indicating the only exit out of here. This doesn't look like my room.
My first instinct was to run to the door, I didn't know why, but from the way my body moved, I figured my mind knew more than it was letting on.
I ran to the door and tried to twist the knob open, of course it was locked. I climbed unto the nearby bed and gently laid back down, It was only then I noticed the pain and sore spots shooting out of every inch of my body. The question was why?.
The light outside was getting dimmer and it was impossible to see beyond the spot the light from the window shone. If I would guess correctly the time should be faintly past 7pm. I got up again, leaned against a nearby wall while using my arms to search the walls for a possible light switch. After rummaging through the walls even in the least likely of places where light bulb switches could be installed, I came across three. I started flicking them on one by one until I finally got the room lighted.
The next thing that caught my eyes was someone lying on the bed adjacent to the one I just got up from. The person was faced to the wall but I knew who it was and boy was I glad, I was beginning to get paranoid.
I moved quickly to her side, fear stricken as to why she hadn't moved or woken up after I flicked on the lights. The question still remained why? I sit down beside her and twist her body to face me and then I begin screaming.
The thing about nightmares I gathered from binge movie watching was that after the person starts to get tense and his/ her worst fears are replayed in their head, the person jolts back awake in the actual scenery of their lives as if they never left.
The problem with my nightmare is that I'm not waking up. I don't see my mom hovering above me ensuring me that everything would be alright and it was just a dream, like it is in the movies. I don't see my dad sticking his tongue out to me telling me that the last horror movie I watched was scary and I refused to admit it.
Reality then hits me, that I'm not having a nightmare or a bad dream, I was awake with no one coming to my aid.
Dried blood stuck to the sides of her mouth down to her shoulder, one of her eyes were swollen shut, her hair was like a birds nest, her hands were exposed due to the mini gown she was wearing and I could see red marks littered across.
"R-r-egina!
"Reggie"
"Regina!!! "
wake up!"
I tried to shake her awake but she wasn't budging, she looked out of breath and lifeless, the only thing that kept me at bay was the constant rise and fall of her chest.
My screams turned to muffled sobs as she wasn't waking up. Deciding it best to let her be, I make my way back to the door, trying to see if I could get it open. I use my fists to pound hard on the door but then I begin to feel dizzy and my knees threaten to buckle underneath me. I walk slowly back to my sisters bed and I push her farther away from the edge of the bed, a bit closer to the wall, while I make room for myself by her side.
I have come to realize that pain is one emotion that you only get aware of when you, yourself register you're in pain. My head began pounding as thoughts swirl through my mind. Apart from the light bruises on my arm and the excruciating pain coming from my back, I can't see any part of my body swollen or even hurt like Regina's. Something tells me I'm missing the obvious picture here. They say after some people are traumatized they go into a state of shock, making them incapable of understanding what just went wrong or into a state of denial, whereby the mind has not come to terms with the current situation he / she has encountered. I dont know why I'm here or what happened but I know that something is definetely wrong somewhere.
Tears continue to slide down my cheeks as I rack my brain for a plausible explanation for all this. The last thing I remember was the prom my high school held for 12th graders which I as an 11th grader- was invited to. It was such a blissful experience, I remember spending the night helping the different committees the school laid out for us to assist in making prom a huge success. The drinks we had, the talks with my friends, the principal's awfully long speech, all that and nothing out of the ordinary happened.
Suddenly feeling very exhausted and tired, my eyes were slowly shutting, head pounding, back aching , only means one thing and I fall back to sleep with my sister unconcious beside me.
I dont know how long I was asleep for, jolting up awake and disoriented before my body could register the sudden movement, sweat trickled down my face making my hair stick to the sides of my neck and forhead. My loose sea blue blouse was soaked through with sweat. My sleep was less peaceful than I would have expected, the only words I could hear in my subconcious state, from a voice I know too well was LET THEM GO!
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