Chapter 9: Confusions and Secrets in your Dreams

When I woke up the next morning I didn't think I was in Manhattan. I looked around and it didn't even look like a Lodging House. It was dark inside so I figured that it was still late.

As soon as my eyes got used to the darkness I looked around for a window. I found one and tried climbing out but was pulled back forcefully, landing on the ground.

"What the hell?" I mumbled loudly.

"Heya goily." A mans voice said. I looked up and gasped.

"What are you doing here? I thought you died?" I asked him hesitantly.

"You mean you thought you killed me. No, I just had to pull through to see my only daughter again." HE spoke slowly as a chill ran down my spine.

"No! NO! Your dead! I killed you! I watched you die!" I screamed as he grabbed my shoulders and started shaking me. Tears were flowing freely from my eyes.

"Wake up! Stormy! Get up!" I heard Race say. I was still kicking when I opened my eyes and was breathing heavily.

"Ya had a bad dream. Ya ok?" He asked me, his hypnotizing brown eyes bearing into me.

"Um, yea, yea, I'm ok…" I said slowly. "Ok…I'm gonna grab you some watah, stay here." He told me as I nodded my head.

"You were screamin." Blink told me cautiously.

"I-I was?" I asked stuttering.

"Yea, something about death, and killin someone…"

"No…did Race hear?" I said sitting up. "I-I don't want him to hear, what will he think, I mean, I killed someone Blink." I said quickly and softly.

"I know, I know, and yea, he heard. He jist kinda, brushed it off and woke ya up, den ya kicked him."

"Oh my god! Did I really? Aww, poor Race, where is he?" I asked him, already getting off the bunk, but he lightly pushed me back down.

"I don't wanna hoit him Blink, but if I stay, I might…"

"Whaddya mean Stormy? Ya aint gonna hoid him." He told me.

"Hoit who?" Said Race's voice from the doorway. I turned my head quickly but averted eye contact.

"You…" I mumbled. He stared at me.

"Ya aint gonna hoit me." He said trying to convince me.

"I dunno race…" I wasn't sure since so many people I loved passed away. I looked up at him; he was smiling and started to laugh.

"What? What?" I asked again when he didn't answer.

"Aint nuthin gonna happen ta me and ya know it, so stop ya worryin'." I smiled at him and we walked over to our bunk. He held me in his arms as I started to fall asleep.

In the middle of the night I started to shake. It woke him up and he looked at me for a minute but covered me up with the thin blanket and held me tighter. I drifted off into another night of torture.

*.:.*yay! Lol. I already know what I want to do for the next chapter. Lol. This one was hard to write since I didn't really want to write it. Lol, so it wasn't the best I could have done, but r/r and tell me what you think.*.:.*