She lay sprawled out on her bed. Her thin fingers clutching the deep purple sheets, her pale face soaked in tears.
It had only been several minutes ago when the news had announced it. As much as she hated it, she had to admit she still had deep feelings for him.
Waves of grief and sadness washed through her as more tears slid down her face. Tearing at her violet hair she let out a loud scream of agony.
They had reported a young man of his late twenties had been attacked out side a 24/7 store, when he had accidentally stumbled onto the road and was hit by a truck. The impact had killed him instantly.
"No," she moaned, chocking back a sob. "Nooo".
She gave in and sobbed in overwhelming pain. Rolling on her side and curled up into a tight ball, squeezing her eyes shut. Tight as they were somehow her tears seeped their way through.
Johnny C was dead.
"Nnnny," She shrieked out. The world around fell apart in a terrifying display.
Devi jerked awake in a cold sweat.
A dream? She looked to her side seeing large dark brown eyes, wide in confusion and concern. "Devi?" His voice whispered.
She smiled and hugged him to her. His thin form almost not there.
"Nothing Johnny," She sighed, "Nightmare."
The End