A.N.: I actually have a plot outline for this one, so it shouldn't take me so long to put up the chapters. I hope you like it and I'm really sorry for the how short this chapter is (and the next one), but they're to the point. And this fic is going to have at least 12 chapters, so you're not getting cheated or anything. - x o Li

"One night to you

Lasted six weeks to me.

Just a bitter little pill now

Just to try to go to sleep.

No more waking up to innocence

Say hello to hesitance

To everyone I meet.

Thanks to you years ago

I guess I'll never know

What love means to me, but oh

I'll keep rolling down this road.

But I've got a bad, bad feeling."

-Pink

"I could be bound in a nutshell

And count myself the King of infinite space

Were it not I have bad dreams."

-Hamlet

"You okay?" the sound of Will's voice snapped me back into the present.

"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" I dug my fork into my pancake. I knew I must've looked pretty fucked up. This morning when I looked in the mirror, I scared the hell outta myself. I had dark circles under my eyes, and no matter what I tried to do with my hair, it stuck out in all directions.

"That's what I was trying to figure out. You look lost in your own mind."

I could tell he was really worrying about me because he didn't say anything about my mind not being complex enough to get lost in.

"I'm fine. I've just been having these dreams. It's nothing."

"Dreams about what?"

My stomach turned. "I don't know. I don't remember them when I wake up." a partial lie. True, I don't remember anything when I wake in a cold sweat, heart hammering in my chest. But as I go about my day, I catch mental flashes---remembrances of fear. The blinking lights of a Farris wheel. Green eyes that flash with a devious smile. A cold, icy feeling in my guts. The gun-metal smell of sweat. The taste of my own blood and tears……