Bright blue skies and long green grass. The warm spring air dances across the meadow. A little girl dressed in a long blue dress dances and twirls with her father. Her laughter echo's throughout the meadow. Her mother sits under a tree preparing a picnic for her happy little family.
'Richard darling, it is all ready now!' The fair women shouts out.
The child stops spinning, her father turns to her grinning, and stretches out his arms.
'Come on now Sophie, time for supper.'
She jumps into his arms.
The scene changes.
They are in a house, a large house, so grand and fine. The young girl practises her piano with her father, and she sings along to his melodies with her high squeaky voice.
'One day my dearest, you'll have a voice like your mother.' The tall man spoke, staring down at his daughter with love.
'Mummy has a beautiful voice.' She spoke.
Music filled the air, it echoed around the large front room.
'Richard! Richard!' Cried a voice.
The man stiffen.
'My love!' He shouted running over to her scared she was hurt. 'What is it'
She ran, she chased him. She saw him hugging mother, she was crying, and they were both laughing. He spun her around and around, lifted her in the air and kissed her over and over again.
'Mummy?'
They turned to her.
The mother kneeled down to look the young girl in the eye.
'My dear sweet child, I am expecting a child. You shall have a little brother or sister!'
The girl jumped into her arms, squealing with glee.
It goes dark.
The room is bleak.
All that can be heard are the cries of her mother.
'PUSH COME ON PUSH.'
Over and over again, more shouting, mother screaming and crying.
A baby cries.
'You did it, you did it, it's a girl, my dear its a-'
Panic.
The baby cries louder.
'WAKE UP, WAKE HER UP!'
'I cant stop the bleeding...'
'NO STAY WITH ME'
More cries.
This time a mans.
Heart pounds.
'Mummy?' she cries, going towards a door hidden in the darkness.
The door slowly opens.
The father walks out, covered in blood, holding a babe.
'Sophie. This is Melody.' He says with a dry voice. 'Get it out of my sight.' He spits, passing the baby to the small girl.
'Where's mummy?'
'Gone.'
Darkness.
The once grand house grows dark and dirty. The wallpaper peels, damp spots cover the walls and ceiling. The beautiful piano falls to the floor, keys from it are missing, the large picture of the beautiful mother is ripped, stained by alcohol and darker now. All those childish songs once sung are gone, and toys, laughter and love are all lost. All those memories gone, happy thoughts are gone. No more spinning in the meadows or hugs from nice man changed to a monster. The little girl grows up, with bruises and cuts and scars. The baby grows up without a mother, but with a monster.
Blood. Drink. Darkness.
Loud voices shouting always shouting, never stop shouting.
'Please don't...'
'Father no...'
'You're hurting me please daddy...'
'Her fault, it's that fucking babies fault she's dead! THAT FUCKING CHILD I'LL KILL HER!'
Cold cruel hands hit her. Over and over again...
Everything goes dark, and an eerie silence fills the airs. She's on her own, lost in a maze, running around, following the screams of her sister, running from the slurs of her father.
'SOPHIE!' A voice cries. 'SOPHIE HE'S KILLING ME!'
Melody.
'MELODY!'
Her screams fill the air.
I jump up. Panting, sweating. My eyes are wet, and my heart is pounding. It was only a dream, just a dream. It felt so real. I could still hear the blood curdling screams of my sister ringing in my ears. I get up, forgetting where I am for a second. Then I remember, I am in Neverland. I look back to the make-shift bed, James is not there. I turn around and see him leaning on a tree, with a somewhat concerned look.
'Are you alright?' He asks walking over to me.
I hug myself with my arms.
'Yeah, im... yeah' I sigh.
'You kept calling out something in your sleep, Melody I think'
My body froze at her name.
James noticed.
'What?'
'She's my sister.' I whispered.
'Your sister?' He quested.
'Yes.' I spat, walking towards to makeshift bed and picking up my cloak.
'Why are you dreaming of her?'
'Because I am. Can we get going?' I spat.
James gave me a confused look. I turned away, my eyes felt damp and I will not let him see me weak.
I pulled out a flask from my bag, and poured the water into my hand, I splashed my face, trying hard to wash off those horrible images. I take long gulps of the water, trying to cool myself down.
'Ok.' He said.
I felt his breath on my neck. He leaned in to my ear.
'Just know I am here if you need to talk.' He squeezed my hand. I turned to face him.
'Thank you. But I just want to find Tink.'
He nodded.
We collected our things and moved on.
The images I saw in my dream haunted me. I could not shake them from my mind. They were all memories, all fragments of my past, and they were all pointing to the future, the future of my sister. If I didn't get to her, my father would kill her, just like he said he would the first time he hit me. My father was once a noble and powerful man, now he was a monster, a monster more cruel than even Pan.
I thought about what James said too. About how I could talk to him. I wanted to tell him, to trust him but a part of me is saying don't. And I am listening to that part. The more time I spend with James, the more I find myself warming up to him. Killian would not approve of such feelings. Killian wouldn't approve of me being her at all, but It has to be done. He's not doing anything to save Mel, someone has to.
James walked ahead, cutting down leafs and vines. He would turn back and smile every now and again. When he smirked it warm my chest. I don't understand why, or what I'm feeling. It feels strange, it's almost like what I felt when I was with Mark, but better.
'We're here.'
I stopped, and looked up at a large tree house.
'Let's do this.' I mutter, strolling towards the tree.
So, what do you think?
I thought I'd have a go at writing a nightmare for poor old Soph!
She's found Tinks hideout now, and she's finding out more about her feelings too...
IM SORRY FOR THE LACK OF UPDATES!
I've literally had test for the past month now X( HOWEVER NOW THEY ARE ALMOST OVER!
Luckly I only have two exams left, then I am free to continue my writing!
leave a review and tell me what you think, and what your predictions are!
