"Look what your stupid mistake did!" Reba yelled. "You went and got yourself pregnant and now you're losing your family! I hate you!" She screamed and she flung her fist at the mirror and it shattered, but so did Reba's skin and blood oozed out of her.
"Shit!" Reba yelled as she grabbed a towel and wrapped her hand in it and the bleeding slowed. Reba started crying and she dropped the towel and her hand began bleeding again.
With what little strength she had left, she smeared on the while "You can't save me." And she fell over and died.
Reba shot up quickly and she felt around to make sure she was home.
"Oh my God, what a dream." She said as she laid back down.
That was probably one of the most frightening dreams she'd ever had, now only if what was happening to her was a nightmare and she could wake up.
The next morning Reba was hopping out of the shower when her cell phone rang. Reba saw "Jack" on the screen and she hesitated to answer it. "If I answer, he'll ask why I didn't meet him, but if I don't he'll get even madder." Reba said as she picked it up and flipped it open.
"Hello?" Reba said.
"You never met me yesterday, where were you?" Jack asked.
"I got sick, I'm so sorry, I'll make it up to you, I swear." Reba replied quickly so she wouldn't get in trouble.
"All right, Cheryl's gone for the weekend so come over at 6 OK? Talk to you then." Jack said and he hung up.
Reba dropped the phone as she slunk to the floor and began crying. She had become something she'd never wanted to be. She had become a slut and was afraid to tell anyone.
"What am I gonna do?" Reba asked out loud and she began crying again. Luckily, Brock walked through the door and heard her cry.
"Reba?" He shouted as he ran upstairs.
"Brock, I'm here." Reba said opening her bedroom door, then she realized she had only her towel on. "Oh damn." She said when she also realized he was getting closer and closer with every step and that meant she didn't have time to get any clothes on.
Reba braced herself for what might come, but was glad when Brock opened the door, he began laughing.
"What?" Reba asked about to laugh herself.
"You aren't wearing any clothes." He laughed and sat down on her bed.
"You know you're not funny." She said sharply as she sat down next to him.
"Yes I am, admit it, you know it mighta been worse, I could've attacked you." He said proving his point as he patted her back.
Reba made a strange noise as if she was in pain. Brock glanced into her eyes and Reba turned away and clamped her lips tight to try not and make another noise.
"Reba? Drop the towel." Brock said as he could feel whelp marks or something like that.
"No." Reba said silently.
Brock clutched her shoulder and moved the towel down and to his horror, there were black and blue marks everywhere and whelps the size of his hand on her back. Brock shut his eyes fast and tried to blink away tears.
"Who's doing this to you?" Brock asked.
Reba looked around and then jumped at Brock, kissing him quickly, her other side was beginning to take over.
"Reba! Stop!" Brock yelled as he pulled away.
Reba stared at him and nearly jumped at him again, but Brock stopped her and he held her close as she fought to get away.
"Reba stop it! I know what you have become and I can help you out, you just have to let me!" Brock said as he hugged her closer.
"No! You can't save me now! I've become something I can never return from!" She shouted.
"Reba, try and remember what you used to be. My best friend." Brock said to her.
Reba stopped struggling and pulled away. "How can I still be your friend? I'm a damn slut." She admitted crying.
"Reba, you just hit a hard road OK? Don't call yourself that, you're not I would kill myself if you were." Brock said.
Reba smiled at him and began kissing him again, just as a friend.
"There you deserved at least that." She said as she pulled away.
"OK, you know what, later let's me and you go do something." He said smiling at her.
"Deal." Reba said shaking his hand.
Later that night around 8, Reba was lying on Jack's bed without anything on, she was ashamed one again of herself.
Reba stared up at the ceiling and she heard Jack in the other room talking to Cheryl about how much he "loved" her.
Reba made a quick move and put all her clothes on and without Jack even knowing, she left in a flash, she was really about to get herself into trouble, but she did not care, her other side was taking over her, and no one knew it, not even Reba herself.
Reba pulled up to Brock's house and quickly remembered that Barbra Jean was out of town with Henry and Jake.
"Excellent." Reba said as she knocked on the door. Brock answered and was met at the door with a deep kiss, Reba knew exactly what she was doing, or so she thought.
Brock was taken aback by what she had done, but that kiss was so good, it nearly scared him.
When Reba woke up the next morning she was in Brock's bed and he was asleep next to her with his arm around her waist.
Reba's eyes grew wide. Now she realized what she had done, she tried not to disturb Brock as she got up and out her clothes on. She looked at herself in the mirror and saw an image she didn't like.
Reba clenched her fist, totally forgetting her dream before and slammed her fist against the mirror.
The noise made Brock jolt up and he saw in a blur Reba take a piece of glass and put it to her wrist, but she hesitated as she she began to cry again.
"Reba! Drop the glass." He yelled as he got up and raced to her side. Reba made an angry face at him and he stopped where he was because she slid just a little piece of the glass across her wrist and just a small drop of blood came out.
"OK, OK you know what, go ahead and kill yourself, who's stopping you!" He said as he walked over to his closet, leaving Reba dumbfounded as she glanced at the glass in her hand.
A few minutes later Brock returned with clothes on and saw Reba with the glass still in her hand. Brock took the glass, but cut himself in the process when it slit the inside of his hand and he just nodded it off as he took Reba's hand and told her to "Go home." And she did just that.
Brock looked at the mirror and wondered what she saw. He knew it was going to be a hard challenge, but he was going to bring her back someway, somehow. He wasn't going to let her become everybody's fool.
Like I said, I don't hate Reba, I love the show, but I thought it was time someone made her come off her high horse and act a little different. Sorry about that lol, but I love this show and Reba is awsome and sorry about the blood, but if you've ever seen the music vid Everybods Fool, you'd get it. Love, Dis
