Nightmares

I sat in Tori's living room by myself; Tori had left to the store. Of course, in our condition the only way she could go safely would be to go late at night. I sat there and sighed deeply. I was incredibly bored, with only the television to keep me company. "hey." I suddenly heard from behind me. I turned around and looked to see Tori's friend, Tyler. I smiled slightly up at him politely and said, "Hey. What's up?" he shrugged and said, "I'm so bored." I nodded in agreement and suggested, "Why don't you go play your guitar?" he looked at me for a minute as if trying to decide something then asked, "wanna come watch? You look bored as hell." "sure." I smiled again. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to his room.

As he opened the door I caught sight of three amazingly beautiful electric guitars. I kneeled a few feet away from them, and out of the corner of my eye I could see Tyler on his bed, pulling something out from under it. I reached to touch one of the fender's with a shaky hand and Tyler laughed. "It's just a guitar. Calm down." I pulled my hand away before I could touch it and looked over at him to stick out my tongue, but before I had the chance to, he shoved a box toward me. I gave him a questioning look and he laughed again, "It's not a bomb, or spiders. Just open it." I still looked at him, trying to figure out his game, and then looked down when his face looked sincere.

I reached for the lid and pulled it open. Inside were hundreds of albums. I pulled out one I recognized from seeing it on the internet. A My Chemical Romance album now lay in my hands, and my hands started shaking lightly. Tyler laughed quietly to himself at my reaction, then reached for his fender and began playing a slow, beautiful tune. I traced my fingers on the words of the album, then turned it over to look at the back. This album was almost impossible to get, how did he get it? "Tyler," I started, "Hmm?" Tyler answered. "How did you get this?" he smiled and continued playing. His black bangs fell in front of his blue eyes as he looked at his guitar. "I saved up the money and called people until I could get it." "I thought you didn't like MCR?" I questioned him. "It's not for me, it's for you." I almost dropped the album and my jaw dropped. "Why on earth would you give this to me?" I could hardly breathe. "a late birthday present. And I'm calling a truce. I've decided I'm going to be nice to you, since you are gonna be here for awhile." He actually looked embarrassed.

"Oh," I sighed, "well thank you. You don't know how much this means to me." My voice quivered. "I think I do. The tears on your face kind of prove it." I looked up and noticed I had been crying a bit. I wiped away the tears quickly and he smiled politely. I was so embarrassed now. Tyler had just seen me cry. Not even out of sadness! But out of happiness. I was so pathetic. "You aren't pathetic. I understand." He said. I forgot, Tyler could quite easily read my expression, but more easily read my open mind. I was the only mind Tyler could read and frankly…it scared me. "Er…thanks." I whispered. Suddenly the volume of his guitar picked up, but the tune stayed the same, calming and relaxing. I laid the album on the box and then sat on the bed a few feet beside Tyler.

It really did confuse me as to why he was being so nice to me. Did he know something I didn't? Was this another one of his jokes? I tried not to think about it too much, knowing he was probably listening in to my thoughts as I sat there. "Are you still bored?" I asked him. "More tired, then bored." "Then sleep, I'll go." I began to get up when I noticed the music stop and his hand was on mine. "Don't go. You look tired too. You can sleep here. I'll go sleep on the couch for once." I felt bad as he stood up, but I curled up into a ball and fell asleep.

I was walking down a long corridor. I found a set of stairs going down, and began descending. I then realized that this was Tori's home. I stepped onto the landing and then heard a scream coming from outside. I knew I wasn't supposed to go outside, since I was so new. I was only here for a couple of years, and that wasn't enough to be able to go outside. But that scream, I raced to the front door and opened it. What was in front of me scared me to the point that I was shaking. People were there, with fire, and they had captured Tyler, Tori and many other of my kind. Tori screamed as one of the men held the flames to her perfect hair and it lit. He laughed at her struggling to get away. They still hadn't noticed me there, when I caught Tyler's eye. "Chantal, go and hide." I heard inside my head. "No! Please! I can't do that! Don't ask me to leave you!" I cried in my mind. "Chantal, everything is going to be okay. I promise. Just please, go and hide." He begged me inside of my head. I shook my head then, as tears strolled down my face. I closed the door silently and took a step away from the door. "Good Chantal, now go and hide." "Tyler, I'm coming to save you." I said. "No! Chantal no! You are too young! You can't do this!" I attempted to push him from my thoughts as he screamed me name for an answer but I was too busy. I ran to the back door, I had a plan. I was going to go around and surprise them, then kill them. It would work. "Chantal!" screamed Tyler from inside my head. He was giving me a headache now. I moved swiftly toward the side of the house where I could see everything. I reached the side and peaked over to see them. It was horrible. Tyler was fighting in agony and Tori was pleading. I turned away and rested my back against the house. I closed my eyes, took a deep breathe and told myself that I could do this. I opened my eyes, and was staring down a gun barrel. The man behind it was smiling evilly, and whispered, "time's out, bloodsucker." I tried to yell but he pulled the trigger…

I awoke on Tyler's bed but when I tried to move I felt arms around me. I noticed Tyler was holding me. His eyes flickered open at my movement and he looked worried. "You were screaming and crying. I thought someone got in. I was scared." He whispered, and loosened his grip but didn't let me go. "i h-had a nightmare." I whispered. He sat up with me and cradled me in his arms. I finally gave in to him and leaned into him, resting my head on his chest. He placed his chin on my head lightly and hushed me. "What was so horrible?" he asked me, whispering into my ear. "I, I dreamt that they found us. You and Tori, and so many others were captured. You were telling me not to help you, you were telling me to hide. But, I refused. I went to help you but I opened my eyes in the dream and a guy was holding a gun to my face. He said, "Time's out, b-bloodsucker." And before I woke up he pulled the trigger. I didn't, die…but I would have, if I hadn't woken up.

Tyler squeezed me tighter and I breathed deeply. "It was just a bad dream. You're safe now. It's alright." He rocked me back and forth. I shivered at his cold breathe on my skin and nodded slightly. "Wanna try to sleep more?" he asked me nervously. I nodded again. He lifted his arms away from me, and got up to leave. My hand shot out and grabbed his. He turned to look at me, confused. "d-don't leave…please." I whispered, embarrassed. He squeezed my hand and sat back on the bed to put his arm around me. "Okay, I won't. I won't ever leave you." He said quietly. "Promise?" I sighed. "promise." I lay down against my pillow, pulling his hand with me, and he laid beside me, wrapping his arm around me in comfort. I snuggled into him and breathed heavily. Eventually, knowing I was safe, I fell asleep.