"Chasey, follow me."
I could hear his voice but couldn't see him. Looking around, I could see we were in a forest. I could see the outlines of the trees in the moonlight - I could see his silhouette in front of me but I couldn't see his face.
"Chasey, we don't have much time. Follow me."
I could see the shadow of his arm outstretched towards me. I hesitated, I know this is Ronnie but why can't I see him?
"Hurry! He's coming!"
"Wh… Who's coming?"
I whispered trying to see his face.
"Chasey, trust me!"
He commanded again. I didn't hesitate this time; I took his hand and followed him deeper into the forest.
"So glad you followed me. We're alone now."
I could see his face now – he was smiling at me, his mouth twisted up in a small grin. He didn't look the same. He looked evil almost. I backed away, my eyes widening as I took in his entire appearance. He was holding an axe in his hands; his fingernails were almost shaped like …claws?
I backed away again, hitting a tree. There was nowhere to run as he came closer to me.
"Chasey, your heart is mine."
He said reaching for my chest.
The sound of my phone buzzing woke me from my dream. I was drenched in sweat, my hair was stuck to my face as I struggled to catch my breath. My heart was beating faster than it ever had before as I tried to recall every detail of my dream.
I shook my head and tried to clear my mind as I reached for my phone. The caller ID was flashing the familiar name.
"Incoming Call: Ronnie"
It always irritated me to see his name when I'm trying to forget him. I debated for a minute before hitting the end button. I didn't need to talk to Ronnie right now. Not after yesterday…
I threw my phone on my bed and shook my head again. My mind was still focusing on Ronnie – a place I should not be focusing on right now. I heard my phone vibrating again. I rolled my eyes and walked to my shower. Ronnie didn't deserve to talk to me right now.
I took my time showering last night's dream away. I kept the water hot enough to burn my skin with every drop but I didn't care. I needed the painful distraction to wake me from this ongoing nightmare.
Stepping out of the shower, I felt more relaxed than I had been a long time. I let all my muscles remain limp as I walked slowly over to my closet.
My mind was blank as I absentmindedly and mechanically picked out a band shirt and skinny jeans to wear. Getting dressed was an easy feat for me; I never dressed up like a pin up model. I sat on my bed and tried to run a comb through my hair when I felt my phone vibrate again.
My body instantly tensed – I knew who was calling. I sighed and decided I was going to talk to Ronnie eventually, I just couldn't right now.
Slowly, I reached for the phone and checked the ID.
"Incoming Call: Max"
I quickly pressed the green talk button, realizing I was wrong.
"Max! Hi."
"Chase…"
It wasn't Max on the other end; it was Ronnie. His voice sent my mind into a wild frenzy, my heart went racing, and all the blood rushed to my face. My throat closed as I attempted to make some word come out.
"Chase… talk to me."
Again, I tried but was unsuccessful.
"I know you're upset but talk to me. Don't make this harder than it already is."
"Ronnie… I – I have to go. I'll… we'll talk later."
I said quickly hanging up. How am I supposed to get over Ronnie when all he does is call me?
