That night when I layed down I couldn't seem to fall asleep, wasn't it supposed to be the oppisite? I was supposed to be restless in the hospital and sleep like a baby when I got home. But my brain wasn't having any of that, when I did finally manage to fall sleep I was wracked with horrible nightmares...
They started in the woods just like the night I was attacked, the retreating form of scott up ahead in the distance. I could feel eyes on me but all around me was black, I wasn't wearing what I wore that night though which surprised me, instead I was in a hospital gown and barefoot. I tried calling out to scott but nothing would come out, I tried running but it felt like my legs were weighted down...I was trapped.
The dream started to take a diffrent turn then that night though, instead of seeing the monster all I saw were it's eyes, glowing from inside the darkness. Then I was being pulled...towards something...a bus? in the middle of the woods? But I was no longer in the woods, instead I was in the parking lot of a school...my brothers school 'Beacon Hills High'
A growl peirced the haziness in my mind and I turned in the direction of the bus, Scott was there and some girl...he was stalking up on her...she was scared and bleeding...he was going to kill her! I ran towards the front of the bus and tried desperately to open the doors, but it was stuck. Frantic beating on the glass caused me to look up, she looked so terrified probably about as terrified as I was that night, she pleaded for me to help but what could I do? Just as scott was about to deliver the killing blow...I woke up.
I was panting and my chest was so tight, sweat soaked the sheets and made my shirt cling to my body. What the hell was that dream about? Why was scott trying to kill that girl? And his face it looked so...monstrous.
I shifted pulling my feet from under the covers and off the side of the bed, I sat there trying to calm my breathing and let myself fully wake up before I stood. I walked towards my bedroom door when it suddenly opened scaring me half to death, on the otherside stood my brother baseball bat in hand and raised up ready to strike.
"Sis, you ok? I heard you cry out"he said out of breath, looking around my room frantically for any signs of danger.
"I-it was just a nightmare stiles go back to bed" I mumbled back.
"Oh, you wanna talk about it? I mean if you're not still mad at me..."
"*Sigh* Im not mad anymore ok? I just- It was a stupid dream, probably just the sandwich I ate before bed, they say its not good to eat before you go to sleep." I whispered back.
"Dads got the graveyard shift so you don't have to whisper and I think you're thinking of Spicy foods giving you nightmares" he replied finally sitting his bat down. "Come on just tell me please? You know you want to"
*sigh*
"Fine, I was in the woods...like I was that night, I could see scott up ahead of me running...I called to him but my voice wouldn't come out." I started to fidget my hands a irritating habit I had picked up when nervous. "Then...it's eyes...glowing red eyes peering out at me from the darkness, I tried to run but couldn't then I was being pulled towards something." I stopped trying to remember everything I had just dreamt. "A bus at your school, scott was in it with a girl...he was stalking up on her she was scared...i tried to help but he-he" tears poured down my face and a sob ripped from my throat, I couldn't finish the sentence.
I was wrapped up into a hug, my brother he was trying his best to comfort me while I cried into his chest. I had cried more in the last week then I had it the last six years, my life seemed to be crumbling around me and I could do nothing to stop it.
"Shhh,Shhh it's ok" my brothers attempts at calming me only made me want to cry more, here I was the older sibling having to be taken care of by my baby brother. I was supposed to be the strong one, the one to set the example for him to hold him when he cried.
"I'm sorry stiles, I know I'm a horrible sister."
"Hey, don't you ever say that ok? You're the best sister anyone could ask for, you know how many people I had to beat out for this spot? Everyone wants you to be there sister...but I got it, you're stuck with me" he said rocking me slightly, I laughed...like really laughed I couldn't control it his response was just too cute.
"You're an idiot!" I laughed smacking him on the chest lightly.
"Yea, but you love me!" He said with a proud smile.
"Not by choice it was forced upon my at birth" I shot back.
"Ohhhh really? You got jokes now? Well I see I'm no longer needed here then" he replied in mock defense, throwing his hands up in defeat and walking out of my room.
Stiles seemed to have this uncanny ability to make me feel better, to make me forget why I was scared or mad in the first place...I think he got that from dad.
I didn't know what to do now, I couldn't fall back asleep not after that nightmare...maybe I could start on the backed up laundry, I'm sure my dad and stiles were running out of clothes.
Yeah that's what I'll do and then maybe picking up the house a bit, what time was it?
3:42 am shined back at me...great.
