*A/N:
Wow! Sorry it's been a while! I've been really busy with me and my friend's story! Well, anyway, here's another chapter! Listen to Dark Dreams by Blood on the Dance Floor while reading this, I've had this idea in my head for a while and that song made me find the words for this chapter!*
Jade's POV:
All of these dark dreams gotta mean something…
There was fire, all around me, licking my skin... burning. I turned around and there was blackness, I couldn't see beyond the fire.
All alone, late at night, when my nightmares come alive…
The fire suddenly parted and there was a shadowy figure standing feet from me, I couldn't see their face.
I start to lose all control, tearing at the sheets to save my soul…
I felt drawn to the shadow figure, like it was someone I knew my whole life.i tried to step closer to them but the flames were so hot that I could even try- I'd have to wait for them to come to me.
I'm falling down, to the ground; don't understand what is around…
The shadow figure walked to me, frightened, I closed my eyes. The shadow person knelt down and looked at me.
I was oblivious.
I slowly opened my eyes.
I'm losing my fucking mind…
It was my mom.
She looked different, demented. Her pretty blonde hair was whipping around her face, her eyes looked dark and possessed.
Insecurities are eating me alive…
"Mom?" I breathed. I couldn't believe she was here! She was here to help me! She did love me…
"Hi, darling," She smiled. Finally, for once, my mom was there for me!
Beauty star bright, save me tonight…
Her expression changed suddenly. She looked angry at me. "What the fuck!" she screamed at me as I flinched. "Why do you have to get yourself in trouble all the time? I don't want you!"
"But-"
"You ruin everything! You ruined me!"
Wake up, wake me up…
Mom pulled a knife out of the pocket of her black leather jacket and stabbed it into the ground. She was shaking.
All alone, I dream again, can't escape the monsters in my head…
She was crying? My mom didn't cry…she made me cry..
"God, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" she sobbed. I didn't know if she was talking to the demons in her head or to me.
She looked up at me. For a second she looked vulnerable, the next the look of hatred was back on her face.
They are always behind me, chasing me down a dead end street…
Mom took the knife out of the ground at looked at me for a long while.
Time didn't exist; we just sat there, looking into each other's eyes. Mother and Daughter. Good and Evil.
All of these dark dreams, they keep haunting me…
I was paralyzed by fear, my own mom, kill me?
I don't' know what to do, facing impending doom…
Agony. That's all I felt next. The blade of the knife slicing into me. Once. Twice. Three times.
I fell to the ground and my mom watched me twitch and wither on the floor. A pool of blood surrounded me and I closed my eyes.
Wake up, wake me up…
The thing I saw when I opened my eyes was the only thing that could've brought me peace.
"Daddy?" I whispered.
"I'm here, darling," He said. "Did you have a bad dream?"
"Mhmm…"
"It's fine, I'm here."