It was the first time that I had ever confessed that I was afraid. The word fear was foreign to me. I was never the one to be afraid of anything. But now it was different.

I'm different. I never would have thought I'd be the one cowering on the floor. I clenched my fists and pushed myself up. My clothes were soaked because of the rain. I shuddered and touched my cheek.

I was cold like death. I staggered to my feet and slowly walked up to the alter of candles. I looked up at the Virgin Mary and tilted my head. This was the first time I had ever set foot into a church. Why did I?

What was I hoping to find here? I was taken out of my thoughts by the roar of the thunder coming from outside. Each time it sounded louder and louder.

I covered my ears.

You think you can hide in here? Said a familiar voice. Especially from me. It chuckled.

I turned around furiously. Looking to see where the voice came from. There was no one there. I was alone. Or so I thought.

I'm everywhere! Yet nowhere! It laughed and knocked me down the steps.

I fell on my back and hit the back of my head on the floor. I groaned softly. I soon felt pressure on my chest and hands around my throat.

You can't run from me! It growled and tightened it's grip.

I coughed and tried to claw at their hands but with no hope. It only made them tighten their grip. I started to feel myself loose consciousness. I dropped my hands to the floor.

I felt it slowly lift me up a bit, " Good Night. I'll see you real soon." It said and slammed me down hard onto the floor.

When I slowly started to come too, I felt groggy and out of breath.

I tried to open my eyes but all I can see was a blur. My sight hadn't came into focus. But something felt different.

I no longer was on the cold hard floor. Instead I was laying in a bed. I got up quickly and was soon met with a soft embrace.

I blinked slowly trying to get my mind together. I knew someone had to be hugging me. Whoever she was... I welcomed the gesture. I slowly sank into her warm embrace. Whoever this mystery woman was... but I was glad for her.

"I'm glad you're awake." She said softly and ran her fingers through my hair.

"Who are you?" I whispered and nudged my face into the nap of her neck. "An angel perhaps." I murmured.

I could feel her make a smile and slowly lay me down onto the bed. I looked up at her and was stunned. She wore all black and a white coif that made up her headdress. A silver cross was clearly visible around her neck. "Forgive me sister." I whispered.

She smiled. "It's okay. I did kind of surprise you."

I shook my head and groaned a little. Every slight movement made me dizzy.

"Your running a nasty fever." She said calmly and slowly reached beside her and grabbed a damped cloth.

I could feel her run it across my forehead gently. I shuddered a little and breathed. "You're very kind sister."

"It's my duty." She said with another smile.

"Can you tell me what happened?" I murmured and slowly closed my eyes.

"I was coming to put out the candles and I found you in the middle of the alter." She said and fixed the blankets for me. "At first l tried to wake you up, but you didn't respond. You must of really have been out cold."

I nodded again, this time slowly.

"I went to go get the priests to help me pick you up and we brought you here. Even your clothes were soaking wet."

When she mentioned my clothes, I opened my eyes and looked down at myself. I was no longer wearing the clothes from the hospital. Now that I think about it, I don't remember my clothes being changed then either.

"I appreciate the change of clothes sister. But you didn't need to go that far." I said and looked at her.

"Trust me." She said and placed a gentle hand on my shoulder. "You don't have to worry about anything."

"Tell me." I yawned a bit. "Does this kind angel have a name?"

"Katherine."

"Sister Katherine." I murmured. "What a beautiful name."

"You can just call me Kathy." She said with a smile.

I shook my head. "A beautiful name such as that, shouldn't be shortened."

I noticed that she started to blush a little and coughed a bit. "You should get some rest."

Soon I started to feel a slight dread come over me. Just the thought of sleeping made me nervous. She must of seen the distress on my face.

"What is it?" She asked calmly.

"I don't think I can sleep.." I mumbled. "I don't want to dream. If I dream then I'm stuck in an endless nightmare. A nightmare that I'm afraid that I won't wake up from."

"What if I stayed with you?" She said and pulled a chair beside me. "At any moment I see that your having a nightmare I'll wake you up?"

"You'd do that for me sister Katherine." I blinked at her. No one besides Marcy has ever shown me such kindness.

She nodded with a smile. "I promise."

"Are you sure your not an angel?" I asked again and closed my eyes.

"I'm sure." She chuckled softly.

When I did manage to fall asleep I knew that I had made a giant mistake. Because of the fever my worst fear had came true. I began to remember things that I kept buried deep in my mind. Things that I wish would have stayed forgotten.

The weeks that lead up to A's suicide. Promising Marcy that we would run away together. Abandoning her on that dark stormy night. That look of grief in her eyes as I ran away from the gates. I think I felt my heart shatter again because of what I had done.

"I'm sorry Marcy.." I whispered to myself.

Pathetic. Said the voice in my head. Remembering her at a time like this. Especially after what she did to us. It growled at me.

In a way the voice was kind of right but I couldn't bring myself to hate her. Not her. Especially since it was I who abandoned her first when we were teens.

Playing the victim again huh? It laughed at me. That's the only thing your good for. Without me, you'd be nothing! It said again. Forget about her. You don't need some little girl. When you have a perfectly good looking woman next to you. It whispered in my ear.

I knew full well that it was talking about the nun who was looking after me.

"Not her!" I cried. I can't do that to her. She's not meant to be touched.. by someone as dirty as me. I thought.

You may not have that choice much longer. If you keep refusing me. It said with another laugh.

I finally started to hope that the voice would finally leave me alone for a bit. I was tired of hearing his nonsense. But at the same time I heeded his warning. I couldn't be too careful.

"Maybe I'm finally going crazy?" I mumbled and rubbed my eyes. I started to feel a bit better than what I did before. I was still a little weak, but I was sure that I finally broke out of the fever.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked around the room. The room was small, with only a cabinet and a desk by the corner. With a single lamp on.

Was this sister Katherine's room? I thought to myself and sat up.

"Your finally awake." Said a soft voice.

I turned my head and looked at her. I was finally able to see what she looked like clearly. She was a petite woman, a little to young to be your average nun.

But what really captivated me was her eyes. They were an emerald green. Which went perfectly with her fair skin. She was even more beautiful than Marcy.

"My god." She gasped and walked closer to me.

I blinked confused and watched her. "What?"

"Y..your eyes." She said.

I quickly looked away and put my hands up to my face.

Max here! First I want to say how truly sorry I am! I didn't mean for so much time to go by! For any of my stories! But I want to let you my dear readers know that I'm also working on updating my other stories as well! It shouldn't take me so long! Until next time!

Love always Max-Nightmare