It is time to start the sequel! I am feeling a little better from the anxiety attacks and this upper respiratory infection. Never mind, I am getting the feeling it is allergies since spring is getting closer. Warm days soon to come!
Here is the first chapter. Before I begin, I want to fill you in on a few things:
- Rose is 19 and in her second year at a community college.
- Rose still lives at home, in Springwood, Ohio.
- Kate married David Potter and now he is Rose's stepfather
I really hope you enjoy this chapter! Please leave reviews. They make me feel more confident. :-D
He walked over to her and grabbed her arm. "Well, well, it looks like the kitten has claws." He dragged her over to the bed and threw her onto the dirty mattress. Rose let out a scream when he got on top of her, pinning her arms down. He leered down at her and said, "Come on, my little Rose, get mad more. It sort of," he leaned towards her ear and whispered, "turns me on."
Rose's eyes went wide and she started struggling. She was expecting this to happen, but she did not prepare herself. Freddy bit into her neck and Rose let out a cry of pain. He leaned back and studied the mark he put on her.
"P-please don't rape me. I won't be able t-to take it."
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"Ms. Miller, are you paying attention?"
Rose Miller snapped out of her thoughts, looking towards the source of the voice. Rose's history teacher, Mrs. Hodges, was looking right at Rose with her arms firmly crossed. The students in the classroom were staring at her, waiting for her to answer the question.
"I'm sorry, I must've been daydreaming," said Rose, sitting up in her seat, trying not to blush.
"What else is new, Ms. Miller?"
"I'm really sorry. Could you please repeat the question?"
"In early modern Europe, why were women accused of practicing witchcraft more often than men?"
Damn, I know this, but why am I having a hard time remembering? "Um, women were accused more than men because of the belief that women were more prone to violence?"
"That is incorrect, Ms. Miller. The correct answer to that question is that women were more vulnerable to temptation."
Rose let out a small sigh. Of course, that is the correct answer. She remembers reading it in the history book last night. Rose is usually good when it comes to college, but there are times when she relives bad memories of something that happened two years ago.
Five minutes before the class was going to end, Mrs. Hodges explained the homework assignment. "I want you to write an essay about how the trials occurred in early modern Europe. I want it in by Thursday - no excuses." She was looking right at Rose as she said this. Rose bit her lip and wrote it in her agenda notebook.
Rose put her books away in her bag, throwing it over her shoulder and leaving the classroom without looking at the teacher.
Rose Miller was a nineteen year old college student and in her second year. She had dark brown hair with caramel highlights that went up to her shoulders. Her eyes were brown and they went well with her hair and pale skin. She use to have plain dark brown hair that she never took care of, but her best friend, Anne, was the one who took Rose to a salon to get a makeover. Rose was always though. She was never conceited about herself, but she knows that she has a pretty face and a slender body with curves.
Two years ago, Rose suffered from a horrible trauma. She got into a car accident and she hit her head hard. She slipped right into a coma after that. Every night she takes a pill called, Hypnocil, that prevents nightmares from occurring. She did not take it that day so while she was in a coma, she had a nightmare that she was trapped in, and with no way of escaping. A nightmare where she met the demon that haunted her dreams when she was a kid. His name was Freddy Krueger.
Freddy murdered a bunch of kids a long time ago. The parent's of the murdered children found his hiding spot and burnt him to death. He became something worse. Through death, he continued to murder children and teens through their nightmares. Rose became his victim when she was only a child and suffered six months of his torture. Then Hypnocil came into her life and she stopped having nightmares.
She was only in the coma for about a week, but to her it seemed like months. A woman by the name of Alice Johnson rescued her. When Rose awoke that night, she took a Hypnocil and the nightmares stopped. She takes it every night and she has not had a nightmare since.
Rose exited the community college and looked around. Every day after school, Rose meets up with Anne and drives her home. Sometimes they will go out to eat or do homework together at Rose's house. Anne lives at home with her drunken parents and she will do anything to avoid the drama that goes on at her home.
"Hey, Rose!"
Rose jumped and turned to see Anne grinning at her. "Anne, what did I tell you about sneaking up on me?"
"I know, but I am in such a good mood." Anne locked arms with Rose and said, "This weekend, you, and I are going on a double date."
"Oh, not again," Rose groaned. "All the guys you get for me end up being jerks."
"Steven is not like the others and he really likes you."
Rose shook her head. Anne does this all the time to her. It is true what Rose said about the guys ending up like jerks. Every time they try to get intimate with her, she freaks out and pushes them away. That usually gets them angry so they just ignore her. Anne is always wondering why Rose fears a guy's touch. There is a good reason behind that.
When Rose was trapped in that coma, Freddy would...do things to her - sexual things. How can she get into a sexual relationship without thinking of Freddy? She sees him, just not the guy she is with. She cannot tell Anne that because Anne still does not know all the details about the coma.
"Come on, Rose. Saturday night, we will go out to dinner and if you are enjoying yourself then we will go to a movie. I know you'll like Steve."
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That night, Rose let Anne stay over her house. Kate was not thrilled at first because every time Anne comes over, she starts talking in an obnoxious manner.
Rose was searching the fridge for a yogurt, grinding her teeth from the noise that was coming from upstairs.
"Rose," said a grim voice.
"I know, mom." Rose grabbed a strawberry yogurt and closed the refrigerator door.
"David is trying to sleep. He has work early in the morning and Anne has the music on high." Kate walked over to the table to get a better look at Rose's face. "Sometimes that girl has no respect."
"I'll tell her right now." Rose took a spoon out from the drawer, waiting for the question that her mom asks her every night.
"Did you take your Hypnocil?"
"Not yet, but I will. You know I always take it so quit it!"
Kate looked taken aback by this outburst and they both stood there, staring at each other.
"I almost lost you to him two years ago," Kate whispered. "I won't let it happen again."
Rose sighed, suddenly looking weary. This is not the first argument they had on Freddy Krueger. Just getting on the subject of him takes the energy out of her. "Do you honestly think I want to start having nightmares again?! Do you think that I want to see Freddy Krueger again?! You don't know what that bastard put me through!"
"Then tell me!"
"And relive the horrible memories? No mom that just won't do." Without looking at her, Rose walked out of the kitchen and made her way up the stairs, to her room. That was when she realized that the music stopped. Was Anne listening to the fight? Rose is in no mood to answer any more questions about what happened to her.
Rose entered the room to see Anne looking for a different CD. "What was the fight about?"
"Nothing," Rose said, sitting down on the bed and staring at the yogurt. She was hungry, but she lost her appetite during the small fight she had with her mom.
"It didn't sound like nothing," Anne said, pulling out a CD and reading the songs. "It sounded intense to me. Who's Freddy Krueger?"
Rose moaned and threw the yogurt away in her trashcan. "It's nobody special."
"The name sounds familiar," Anne said, ignoring Rose. She put the the disc into the CD player and the song, Somewhere I Belong, started playing. "I think I read it somewhere, but I can't remember where."
"I think it's better that you don't remember, Anne." Rose was staring at the ground, trying to ignore the tears that were threatening to fall. She hates crying in front of other people, especially in front of Anne.
"What's the harm in remembering a name?" Anne sounded amused, but Rose was not.
And I let it all out to find
That I'm not the only person with these things in mind
(Inside of me)
"Tell me who he is, Rose. It's obvious that you know since you obviously met him."
"Oh my god just shut up about him."
Anne walked over to the bed and sat down next to Rose. "Talk to me, Rose. There was more to your coma, wasn't there?"
Just stuck, hollow and alone
And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own
Rose did feel stuck, hollow, and alone. There are people who love her, but she takes all of that for granted. After she awoke from the coma, something has changed in her. She was different and she felt it the moment she woke up.
I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real
I wanna let go of the pain I've felt so long
(Erase all the pain till it's gone)
That is something she always wanted to do...to erase the pain until it is gone. To let go of the pain that she felt so long.
"Rose?"
Rose snapped out of her thoughts and looked at her friend. "What?"
"Who is Freddy Krueger? If you won't tell me than I can just look him up."
"Don't!" Rose grabbed Anne's wrist and said, "You'll only get yourself killed. Please forget about that name."
"Get myself killed? Now you're speaking bull."
"I know, but promise me that you won't make any attempt to look his name up."
Anne saw the desperate look in Rose's brown eyes and finally nodded. "I promise."
Rose's muscles relaxed. "Thank you."
I will never know myself until I do this on my own
And I will never feel anything else, until my wounds are healed
I will never be anything till I break away from me
I will break away, I'll find myself today
Anne got up to use the bathroom while Rose took out the Hypnocil from one of her drawers. She opened the bottle and saw that she needed a refill soon. It gets her nervous when she starts to get low on this drug. To her, Hypnocil is a blessing from God.
She took a blue pill out from the bottle and stared at it. This blue pill is her getaway from nightmares and the real world. Truthfully, she is getting sick of everything.
As she put the pill in her mouth, the song was just ending. She swallowed the pill without any liquids and slowly got under the covers. Hypnocil is a powerful drug. She will be asleep in seconds.
Rose was just starting to feel drowsy once the next song, Easier to Run, started. She can feel the effects of the drug-taking place and she snuggled deeper into the covers.
It's easier to run
replacing this pain with something numb
it's so much easier to go
than face all this pain here all alone
Something has been taken from deep inside of me
The secret I've kept locked away no one can ever see
Wounds so deep they never show they never go away
Like moving pictures in my head for years and years they've played
Rose fell right into a dreamless sleep and the song went on.
Hmm...I wonder if Anne is going to keep her promise. Hint hint.
I know there was not much action in this chapter, but I wanted the first chapter to be about how Rose is coping and what is going through her mind since she awoke from the coma. As you can tell, she is not doing very well. The last song I put at the end describes how she is feeling. Somewhere I Belong related to her feelings too, but I happened to be listening to that song while typing this chapter.