A/N: Well guys, this is the first story I have written in a while. It was based on a dream, or rather a nightmare I had the other night. I hope you enjoy, Leave comments and reviews to let me know what you think! The whole story is finished; I decided to write it all before hand so updates will be regular. I am super bad for starting a story and taking forever to upload but don't worry, next chapter will be up within 2 days.

Chapter One

Finally, one more day in this hell hole they call the residence building. I looked at all the packed cardboard boxes covering the bedroom floor. Walking out of the room and passing the half painted grey walls of our hallway I reached the broken door of my bathroom. At least we had our own bathrooms. I sighed and started the water, stripped and then stepped into the grimy tub. While waiting for the water to warm up I looked to my left at the window – that had no blinds originally – and peaked through the crack left by the makeshift blinds I had put up. My neighbour could clearly see everything, had she decided to look through the window while I was there. Before completely bending down to put the shower on I felt a small cold wet splash on my right shoulder. Craning my neck up and to the right the exposed, rusty pipes filled my vision.

"Disgusting." I murmured, shaking my head. I pulled on the nob to started the shower. Nothing happened, "What the hell?" I tried again and still no water came out. Great, I guess the dry shampoo will have to do today. Just as I was straightening out and the tub was almost drained a small black thing dropped from the ceiling. Jumping, a bit surprised, I scrambled out of the tub. The thing jumped closer to the drain where I would have been standing. I peered down closer and realised it was a spider. Quickly retreating I looked up at the ceiling where end of the tub was and sure enough there was a family of spiders there. I hate those things. I shivered and wrapped my beach towel around me.

In bare feet I padded back to my room and picked up my dry shampoo. This might actually work better for styling my hair. I thought trying to see the bright side of things.I sprayed it on and let it do its magic. After plugging in and turning on my big curling iron I brushed my hair and pinned it into sections. 5:28 pm the clock read. Perfect, 40 minutes to do my hair, 10 for makeup, put on my dress and I'm good to go. Curling my hair took half an hour. I decided to do a half up/half down hair style. I split the top and bottom layer from each other, teased the top half so it would have a bump and pinned it with bobby pins holding little diamonds on the end. I left the bottom layer of curls to just hang down my back. The blonde curls fell down to the small of my waist when the do was complete. Keeping it simple for the makeup I decided on black winged eyeliner, my fake eyelashes and some rosy pink lips. There was a knock my door.

"Hey are you ready to go?" Rose, my roommate called.

"Go where?" I asked confused.

"To decorate the hall," She explained as she opened the door and came in. Shoot, I forgot we had to do that. "You forgot didn't you?" she asked amused; I nodded. She laughed and I go up to go with her. Taking one last look at my dress, I closed the door. Oh well, we have lots of time anyways, Grad is not until 9.

We both were in the English program at Whitecliff Community College. Rose and I took a liking to each other immediately and have been best friends since we met 4 years ago. After our first guaranteed year in the colleges' new residence we applied for the old residence and have been in this shitty basement at the older residence for 3 years, since we were late applying. Rose stands at 5'4" while I stand at 5'7", she is heavier than me but by no means overweight. She has brown hair and brown eyes and is one of the friendliest women you will ever meet. I on the other hand have blonde hair, blue eyes and am very thin. We walked quickly to the hall and exit. We started by wrapping the while tulle gently around a string of while lights and hung it around the entrance to the building, we also laid down a simple red carpet for students to wait on and take picture before being picked up and heading to the Grad ceremony. Next came the hall inside, where we simply continued the carpet but hung icicle lights from the ceiling. We wanted everyone in their fancy clothes to be able to have the full feeling of graduation joy. Rose and I had joined the committee and volunteered to do the small job of decorating the old residence.

Heading back I looked over at Rose and started to take a closer look at her hair and makeup and laughed. Even though we hadn't discussed how we were going to do our hair and makeup, we pretty much had the same thing; aside from her hair being brown and shorter, and the little bit of blue eyeliner she had around her eyes to match her dress. Since we were both pretty much ready we decided to get our dresses on and go out to take pictures before the area got to crowded. Standing in the entry of our little basement apartment we agreed to meet back here at 8, that gave us 10 minutes to get changed and ready to go. I quickly ran into my room and rid myself of my clothes. Slowly I walked over to my dress and picked it up admiring it. The style was A-line and went all the way to the floor. It was one shouldered and had a drape of blue fabric that hung over my left shoulder. From the small of my wait to just unger my breast was a diagonal colour divide that had blue matching my eyes above the line and black underneath the line that continued all the way to the floor. I slipped my dress and silver strappy shoes on and rushed out to meet Rose. She was already waiting for me. He dress was also went over only her left shoulder, it was mainly an abstract mixture of blue, brown, and white. Her dress went to the floor and had an X of beads across the front of her stomach. We both squealed and awkwardly hugged each other trying not to ruin the dresses.

We made our way back up the stairs and to the exit we had just decorated. Just as we were coming out a man came running over to us asking if we could hold the door for him since you need a key to get in. "Sure." I said thinking he looked familiar. He passed through and thanked me. We had just got a couple pictures in when we heard the code red alarm sound from our building. Rose looked at me and I ran to the door. I pulled the handle but it wouldn't open, Oh no¸ we both looked wide eyed at each other a little bit panicked. "Okay, go to the security house and get someone from there. I'll keep trying the door here and text if I get in." She nodded, picked up the front of her dress and ran as fast as she could in heels to the security house. Shortly after she was gone the man I had let in came around the corner of the building.

"Bella!" he called as he approached, I looked over at him confused; he didn't look panicked at all. He grabbed my arm and stared dragging me towards the parking lot.

"Let me go! Who are you?" I asked struggling to get free; he just shushed me and told me to be quiet. We approached a beat up and rusty green car; he opened the passenger door and gently pushed me in closing the door behind me. As soon as he stepped away from the door to go around the front I pulled the handle and pushed the door trying to get out. The door wouldn't budge and as soon as he sat in the driver's side and started the car I knew I wasn't getting out of here right away. I turned to him and started hitting him with my fist while yelling to let me out. "Let me out! You can't do this! I'll call the cops! Let me out!" I could feel myself building up to a panic attack. He didn't hit me back nor did he yell. He was turned away from me and a second later there was something wet, almost like a makeup remover wipe, covering my mouth and nose. My body went limp and I fell into unconsciousness.