Nightmares
The sound of birds could be heard right outside her bedroom window. The sun's light pierces through the crack of the window landing directly across her face. Moaning annoyingly she lazily opens her eyes. Looking up she is surprised that it's already morning.
"Sophie! Get up! You're going to be late!"
"Ugh…"
She was beginning to have second thoughts of moving out with her older brother. She had obtained an office job near the area so it only made sense.
She hesitates as she gets dress and heads downstairs to see that her brother had already prepared breakfast for her.
Rubbing her eye, she flops down on her chair.
Placing down a cup of coffee and a plate of food, he eyes his sister suspiciously.
"Rough night?"
She sips her coffee as she rubs her forehead.
"Just another nightmare."
"Really? Again?"
"Yeah, it's so weird. I can't remember the last time I've had this many nightmares."
With a look of concerned, he takes a seat and sips his coffee.
"So, what are the dreams about?"
"They all start the same way. I'm running from something, but I don't know what. You know what? Forget it. I have to get to work."
"Oh! Before I forget! What are your plans for Easter?"
The comment makes her roll her eyes.
"I'm not doing this with you Jamie."
"What I do?"
"Every year it's the same with you. You get excited about doing something for the holidays, and then you go into your 'Guardian' montage."
"What's wrong with that?"
"It makes you look crazy. Maybe if you drop this whole fairytale nonsense more people will take you seriously."
He never stopped believing. Till this day he had maintained a great relation with the Guardians. Sophie on the other hand stopped believing a long time ago.
One Guardian in particular had continued to visit Sophie every Easter, despite the fact that she could no longer see him.
"Ok, let me get out of here. I'll see you later."
She rushes out without even cleaning her dishes.
Jamie annoyed shouts out,
"Do I look like a maid!?"
Work was the same old thing. Answering calls, writing reports and the occasional coworker chats.
Yawning she stretches and looks over at the time.
"Where does the time go?"
She packs up her things and heads to the door. A coworker sees that she is about to leave and approaches her.
"Hey Soph? You sure you don't want me to drop you off? It's kind of late and a pretty girl like yourself might not fare well at these hours."
She rolls her eyes at the comment.
"No thanks Tom. I'm a big girl. I think I know how to take care of myself."
"Well, if you change your mind, you know that I'm always available. Right?"
His words disgusted her.
"Thanks. Goodnight."
She walks out into the darkness and heads over towards the direction she always walks home.
After a couple of minutes she begins to regret not taking Tom's offer despite his approaches. A sound catches her off guard. Quickly turning around she is glad to see a cat pouncing from a garbage can. Breathing a sigh of relief, she quickens her pace. There was something different. For some reason she felt as if she was walking in the wrong direction. Making a left, she stops dead in her tracks. There in the darkness stood a man. There was something about him that scared the living daylights out of her.
It may have been her mind playing games but she could have sworn that she heard someone say,
"Run…"
She does what he says and runs.
Looking over her shoulder occasionally she continues to run at full force.
She is so happy to see her house.
"Jamie! JAMIE! Open the door! JAMIE!"
She pounds on the door. There is no answer.
Turning around, the man in black is now standing right in front of her.
"STAY AWAY FROM ME!"
Not saying a word he looks up.
Her green eyes widen.
He was absolutely grotesque. His purple eyes had the ability to pierce her soul. The skin around his face was falling apart exposing her to the rotting flesh that lied underneath. The creature smiles, revealing his plaque covered fangs.
Reaching up, his skeletal finger points in her direction.
"You're mine…"
He floats towards her.
She was in complete shock. She was telling herself to move, but she couldn't.
"Die…"
He touches her forehead.
"NOOOO!"
Flinging her head from her desk, she continues to scream.
Tom rushes over and grabs her by her shoulders.
"Sophie? SOPHIE!?"
Stopping she looks at him with a bewildered look.
"Tom? Oh god! Was I dreaming?"
"Yeah, you said something about having a headache so I suggested you rest your head for a little."
"How embarrassing! I'm sorry Tom."
"No worries. Just take it easy ok? Hey! There's this Easter Pub Run going on tomorrow! You should come."
Tom's requests were always questionable. He has always made it clear that he's had a thing for her ever since she started working at the company.
"I don't know. Tomorrow's Easter and my brother is such a huge fan of the holidays-"
"Come one Soph! You can't keep catering to your brother's needs! Sometimes you just gotta do what you want to do."
Looking a bit annoyed, she finally gives in.
"Fine…FINE! I'll go, but just for an hour!"
Slapping his hands together, he gets up with a huge smile on his face.
"Great! I'll pick you up at eight!"
He grabs his jacket and leaves before she could further protest.
Massaging her forehead she lets out a small laugh.
"Tomorrow's definitely going to be an interesting day."
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