Chapter 11; Dream

"Go!" I shouted, "Go! Run!"

I knew she wanted to turn back. I wanted her to. I wanted her to come running back to me so I could hold her and tell her that she didn't need to worry anymore. She didn't need to worry about anything, let alone our situation.

But my little girl kept running. Tears began to run down and stain my dirt powdered cheeks. I saw a flash of her golden hair as she turned to look back at me with her beautiful yet sad and fearful eyes. She was scared.

Then with one final glance, she whipped her head back around and dashed away as fast as her tiny legs would allow until, for the first time in my life, I wondered whether or not I would ever see her again.

Max sat up in her bed drenched with sweat, her hand clutching a fistful of her tank top. She looked over at Faith and then Fang and, for some reason, she felt soft tears on her cheeks. She slowly brought her feet around to the side of the bed and quietly slipped out from under her fiancées grip, heading for the kitchen.

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As Aaron lied awake in his bed, he could hear the quiet shuffle of feet on the wood paneled floor. He swung his feet around and gingerly turned to knob on his door. Peeking his head out and around he saw Max's tiny figure strode over to the freezer. Hm, he thought, I could sure go for some ice cream.

He opened the door just enough to squeeze through and tiptoed to the kitchen, so as not to wake anyone up.

Just as he stepped into the kitchen, Max turned around and they both whisper shrieked.

Aaron collapsed with laughter and Max stared wide eyed at him for a moment, then began to giggle.

"Aaron you scared me!"

"Sorry, I was just coming to join my soon-to-be sister-in-law for some ice cream!" He replied with his hushed voice.

"Well next time you could enlighten me by letting me know you're in here instead of sneaking up on me!"

He held up his hands in self-defense, "Alright, Maxie, you win."

"Thank you," she finished, "And really? Maxie?"

He simply smirked and turned to where the gallon of ice cream was sitting near Max.

"What's wrong," Asked Aaron, "You look all sweaty and pale."

"Uh, I just had a weird dream."

"the same one you've been getting for the past few months."

It was more of a statement rather than a question. But he was right.

"Yeah," she admitted

"Why do you think you keep having the same dream?"

"I don't know… I always wake up the same way though, sweaty and terrified. I always have to make sure Fang and Faith are still there."

She had been having that dream for so long and she still didn't know what it meant. She figured it had to mean something; she'd had it for months!

She gulped down her last bight of Rocky Road and went to set her bowl in the sink. She turned to Aaron and gave him a quick hug.

"G'night, Aaron."

"Night, Max."

With that she twisted her feet then body to the direction of her room. As she opened the door she saw Fang's worried eyes.

"Are you ok," he asked.

She smiled, "Yeah, I'm ok."

Max trotted over to the bed and slowly sank under the blankets and Fang tured over and gently kissed her.

"Get some sleep," Fang persisted.

"Goodnight. Love you."

She didn't catch a wink of sleep that night.