Tara sat up in bed screaming, sweat dripped down her forehead. Her head spun as she looked around the room, nothing. Her mother opened the door very quickly making Tara jump. She stood in the doorway and stared at her daughter.
"How long are these dreams going to last, Tara? Me and your father have to wake up early to go to work, but we can't do that if you keep us up at night," she growled.
"Well, I'm sorry mother, I'll try not to dream. Better?" Tara pulled the blankets over her head and listened as her mother left the room.
"Tara," someone whispered.
She sat up again and looked around, there wasn't anyone in her room. Something hit the window.
"Tara," the voice said again.
Tara got up and slowly made her way to the window, she looked out. There was nothing but the black darkness. She opened the window and poked her head out, nothing. She closed it and hopped back into bed. Her heart beat fast, someone was after her.
"There ain't anyone after you," Cory said as he slowed he car to a stop and put on his shades.
"I'm serious, it felt...it felt real," Tara unbuckled her seat belt and took her bag out of the car.
"Tell me why we're goin' to Dallas again."
Cory shut the trunk and headed to his friend's house, "Cause I gotta go see one of my relatives and you don't want me to fuck any of my cousins," he joked.
"Oh, right."
Cory rang the doorbell and his friend David greeted them.
"My stuff is all ready to go," said David with a smile.
"Great, let's go to Dallas! Yeehaw!" the three shouted cheerfully. They loaded their bags into David's SUV and got in. He started up the car and drove out of the driveway.
"So, what tunes to you guys listen to?" David asked.
"I like rock," Tara suggested.
David found a rock station and they drove onto the highway. "We takin' any breaks or detours?"
"Nah, maybe just at restaurants or rest areas," Cory flipped through a map. "I don't want this trip to take more than a day."