DISCLAIMER: Stephenie Meyer owns the characters in twilight.
SUMMARY:
He only comes to me in my dreams but I call it my nightmares because it never fails to scare me each time I wake up from it. Yeah, usually just in my dreams but today I had the shock of my life!! My name's Bella Swan and I have a story to tell…
Chapter 1
The Dream or Should I Say My Nightmare
BPOV
I was awakened by a woman screaming with fear. It sounded so frightening that my heart started beating painfully from my chest. I was trying to catch my breath as I tried to breathe in deeply but slowly so as to regulate the beating of my heart. And like before when I woke up from my nightmare, I was always covered with sweat all over.
I sat down on my bed to calm myself and reorganize my mind. I realized that it wasn't anyone but me who screamed. I reached for my hair band and started to bind my hair away from my face. What a sorry mess I was becoming into. How could a dream or a nightmare scare me so much? I wasn't a little girl anymore who's normally affected with this kind of things.
I stood up and turned on the light then I walked to the bathroom and washed my face with cold tap water. I was trying to somehow erase some of the tension that I always have after such episodes.
I went back and looked around my bedroom. I was feeling paranoid because I was kinda expecting something or someone to pop out from somewhere any moment. I laughed at myself for even thinking such things.
Everything was as it should be aside from my bed covers which are now on the floor. I guess, with all my trashing, it slipped off the bed. I picked them up and arranged them again on the bed then I slipped in between the covers.
My bedroom… this was my haven before but when the nightmare started I felt that it somehow became my hell. Sometimes I didn't want to go to sleep anymore with fear that I would have them but I couldn't exactly know when I will have the nightmares.
I looked at the alarm clock and just as I thought it was just passed after three in the morning. The usual time I had them. I was angry with myself for being such a coward; I wasn't brave enough to not be scared. It was frustrating not being able to do anything about this which was affecting my life now.
He was always in my dream. It was always the same scene; he was looking at me and calling my name. He was saying something more but I couldn't hear what it was. But I felt that it was as though he wanted me to help him. But how and why? Not to mention, who… because I didn't know who he was.
There was nothing scary at first but gradually as the dream progress, it always turned out to be a nightmare. I just thank God that it was not every night that I had them. So yeah, this was my dilemma, it has been since the night I started seeing him in my dreams.
I hadn't planned to sleep again but my mind started to drift off and even when I didn't want to get back to my nightmare before, I couldn't control the turn of events. I had the dream again; actually it was really a fucking nightmare because this time it was much worse than the last one.
The scene in my dream...
I love painting as a hobby and I discovered this beautiful meadow when I was scouting for a place to paint. I like it here because I could only see and hear nature when I am here and it always gives me a sense of peace. Of which, I guess I needed from time to time. Since then I always go here to paint, when something is bothering me, or when I just wanted to be alone.
So, here I am alone in my favorite meadow doing my thing when I heard someone call out my name. I was distracted for a moment, I looked around but I couldn't see anyone so I continued to paint.
"Bella." It said softly. There it was again. For the second time, I paused at what I'm doing to look around one more time.
Nothing… Truth be told, I was already scared so I decided to pack my things. I guess, I could finish this up next time. I didn't have to convince myself to leave.
"Bella." He said softly like he was whispering. Third call and it was already freaking me out as I whipped my head to where I heard the sound.
This time, I saw him. At first I was scared because I didn't know him at all. He was standing beside a tree about fifty yards from where I was. He was looking at my direction. I squinted my eyes to get a better look at him. But although he was not that far, I still couldn't describe his facial features. All I could see was that he was very pale, his hair was a shade of bronze and he's wearing a black shirt and a pair of faded blue jeans.
It got me to thinking. How could I hear his soft voice when he was standing that far from me? And how come he knew my name? It was so confusing!!
My eyes were still glued on him as I cautiously picked up my things. I was planning to go the opposite direction from him when I saw that he was saying something. I didn't catch what he said so I let myself looked and asked him.
When I asked him what he wanted, I didn't hear anything but only saw that his lips moved with the words. It was weird, I heard him call me earlier but now when he was speaking something else to me, I can hear no voice. I didn't know what to do but I felt that he needed to tell me something that's why even though I know it wasn't safe, I started to walk towards him.
"Who are you? What do you want from me?" I asked him. I wanted to understand him. I couldn't explain it but I wanted to know what's troubling him. It felt like I was being pulled to his direction.
When I was near him, I could now see his face. He was so handsome beyond words but that was not all I saw, I could see that he was sad and that he really wanted to tell me something, he was trying to but it got him frustrated when no words came out from his mouth.
Just then, when I thought that it was alright to be with him here alone, I got the shock of my life. Big time!! Because as I saw his face scowls in frustration his physical self just went poofed!! He disappeared completely!! I was so surprised and scared that I couldn't for the love of God, moved from where I was standing. My mind was pushing me to run away from here but my body wouldn't obey. I'm fucked!!
I have no idea how long I just stood there frozen with fear; my limbs wouldn't coordinate with my brain. I was screaming inside myself. It didn't enter my mind that a day like this could actually happen to me.
With determination and self preservation in mind, I finally had the power to command my body again.
"Run!!" I said to my self.
So, I started to run for my life, away from this place, away from this craziness but it didn't even take a second when suddenly, I felt the arms hugging my body and were restraining me from my freedom… The hair on my nape stood up when I heard him spoke.
"Help me… Bella." His voice was so sad and soft that it was like he was far away than from where he actually was. I looked back at the one who's holding me. I couldn't control the fear that was gripping me for he started to disappear again, slowly this time. I couldn't fault my self for my reaction. Who wouldn't?!
I screamed hysterically!!
A/N:
Hi everyone, this is my 2nd story for twilight. This is a more mature story and has supernatural in it. Totally different from my first (Best Friend Forever) which is all human.
Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed this… :)
Feel free to review, comment, suggest or ask anything about the story…
See yah guys!!
