A/N: Sorry this chapter took so long to get out. I just haven't been
feeling anything. Anyway, hope you like the chap.
_-^-_
Stephanie's dreams that night were plagued by nightmares of horrible incidents that could happen to a person. After she had recovered from the discovery of the seven pill bottles, she read the labels and searched their names on the Internet.
They all were for keeping mental stability during sleep. They were used to stop the same dream from entering the victim's head, and any other dream that happened to try and stroll in.
Steph had laid there in her current bed and just stared at the wall. Terrible images continued to flow through her already shocked brain. Images that would traumatize someone to the point where every sleeping moment would be spent seeing it.
Eventually, Stephanie was able to slip into a fitful sleep. A sleep that was interrupted during the course of the night. Once she was woken with a dream of blood and gore. A dream where she thought that she had seen body parts. The thought of seeing someone dismembered caused her brain to reject the image and quickly pull her from the horror.
She turned over to the clock that had set in her room. It announced that it was 5:30. She figured that that was as good enough time as any to get some coffee and try to think more clearly.
She made her way to the kitchen, garbed in silken pajamas that were maroon. She fixed a pot of coffee and ran her newly acquired information through her tired brain one more time.
'So,' she thought to herself, 'I have a man who saved my life by almost sacrificing his, who is apparently troubled terribly and taking lots of medication to keep it under control. I'm very fond of him because he is very attractive and kind. But then again, he has all of these problems.No, she couldn't shun him because he had problems much larger than her own. He saved my life and in return, I will try and get him back to a life of normalcy. But first I must speak with him about this because I need to get the whole story.'
After Stephanie's inner conversation with herself, she decided that she would try and speak to him about it tonight, so he would have the night to tell her and he might get a weight lifted from his heavy shoulders.
The rest of her solitary morning was spent watching TV, which Fred had said she could use at her disposal. Finally, at about 8:00, Fred stumbled into the living room.
'He looks a mess,' Steph thought to herself.
That he was. He eyes were bleary; his hair was sticking up in all sorts of different directions. His clothes were all rumpled and disheveled, but there was something else about the shirt he was wearing. It was soaked in sweat and the formerly gray t-shirt was now black. He obviously did not have a good night sleep.
"Hi, Fred," Stephanie said worried at his state, and though she tried to hold it back, it showed on her face.
"Hi, Steph," Fred said, his eyes adjusted to the light and he saw the worried look on her face and added, "I'm ok Stephanie."
"If you say so," Steph said knowing that it wasn't true. "So, what's on tap for today?"
"Well," Fred began flipping his hand and wrist up so he could see it, "it is currently 8:12 and I have to get to work by 9:00 so.hmmm."
Fred thought for a moment and then finally figured it out, "I know, I can ask if I can take the day off and then me and you can go off and eat lunch and look around, how does that sound? I mean this is the last day we have to spend in each other's company, isn't it?"
"Yeah, I guess it is." Steph said thinking, she forgot all about the show tomorrow in the wake of finding Fred's medication, "But that sounds like a great idea Fred."
"Ok, then I'll call in, Steve my boss will surely give me the day off."
As Fred took a white phone off of its charger and dialed his boss's number, Stephanie thought. She thought about what she was going to do about tomorrow. She didn't want to leave Fred after she told him that she knew all about his medication. She was thinking so hard that she didn't even notice that Fred had gotten off.
"My boss said it was ok."
"Huh, What?"
"I said, my boss said it was ok."
"Cool, so where can I take a shower?"
"There is one on the far wall right between your room and my room."
"Ok."
Stephanie walked down the hall and to the bathroom, leaving Fred to his thoughts. He had definitely had a bad night. His dreams had come on so strong that they had disregarded the pills and gone straight for his brain. He had woken up countless times throughout the night and he hadn't gotten all that much sleep.
But when he finally decided that he wouldn't be able to sleep anymore he had gone out and been greeted with having the most beautiful woman sitting in his living room. Seeing her had driven all of the memories back for a little while but they were slowly creeping back into his mind.
By 8:45, the two were ready. The day was spent seeing the few and far between sights of Madera, California. They went to the movies and ate lunch and then, when they couldn't find anything else to do, they rented some videos and went home.
After they had seen the two movies that they had rented, it was 7:00 and they were tired. But Stephanie had something that awakened her from her dozing on Fred's leather couch. She had something that she needed to talk to her knight in shining armor about. And now was as good a time as any.
"Hey Fred?" Stephanie began nervously.
"Yeah beautiful?" Fred said turning so he could see her.
"I have something that I need to talk to you about."
_-^-_
A/N: Hehehe I love cliffhangers. Anyways, again I am so sorry that I haven't been updating, and I will try to get the next chap out way sooner. Thank you for the reviews and keep them coming.
So until next time my murder, same black wings, same damn card.
SYWISY
KoS
_-^-_
Stephanie's dreams that night were plagued by nightmares of horrible incidents that could happen to a person. After she had recovered from the discovery of the seven pill bottles, she read the labels and searched their names on the Internet.
They all were for keeping mental stability during sleep. They were used to stop the same dream from entering the victim's head, and any other dream that happened to try and stroll in.
Steph had laid there in her current bed and just stared at the wall. Terrible images continued to flow through her already shocked brain. Images that would traumatize someone to the point where every sleeping moment would be spent seeing it.
Eventually, Stephanie was able to slip into a fitful sleep. A sleep that was interrupted during the course of the night. Once she was woken with a dream of blood and gore. A dream where she thought that she had seen body parts. The thought of seeing someone dismembered caused her brain to reject the image and quickly pull her from the horror.
She turned over to the clock that had set in her room. It announced that it was 5:30. She figured that that was as good enough time as any to get some coffee and try to think more clearly.
She made her way to the kitchen, garbed in silken pajamas that were maroon. She fixed a pot of coffee and ran her newly acquired information through her tired brain one more time.
'So,' she thought to herself, 'I have a man who saved my life by almost sacrificing his, who is apparently troubled terribly and taking lots of medication to keep it under control. I'm very fond of him because he is very attractive and kind. But then again, he has all of these problems.No, she couldn't shun him because he had problems much larger than her own. He saved my life and in return, I will try and get him back to a life of normalcy. But first I must speak with him about this because I need to get the whole story.'
After Stephanie's inner conversation with herself, she decided that she would try and speak to him about it tonight, so he would have the night to tell her and he might get a weight lifted from his heavy shoulders.
The rest of her solitary morning was spent watching TV, which Fred had said she could use at her disposal. Finally, at about 8:00, Fred stumbled into the living room.
'He looks a mess,' Steph thought to herself.
That he was. He eyes were bleary; his hair was sticking up in all sorts of different directions. His clothes were all rumpled and disheveled, but there was something else about the shirt he was wearing. It was soaked in sweat and the formerly gray t-shirt was now black. He obviously did not have a good night sleep.
"Hi, Fred," Stephanie said worried at his state, and though she tried to hold it back, it showed on her face.
"Hi, Steph," Fred said, his eyes adjusted to the light and he saw the worried look on her face and added, "I'm ok Stephanie."
"If you say so," Steph said knowing that it wasn't true. "So, what's on tap for today?"
"Well," Fred began flipping his hand and wrist up so he could see it, "it is currently 8:12 and I have to get to work by 9:00 so.hmmm."
Fred thought for a moment and then finally figured it out, "I know, I can ask if I can take the day off and then me and you can go off and eat lunch and look around, how does that sound? I mean this is the last day we have to spend in each other's company, isn't it?"
"Yeah, I guess it is." Steph said thinking, she forgot all about the show tomorrow in the wake of finding Fred's medication, "But that sounds like a great idea Fred."
"Ok, then I'll call in, Steve my boss will surely give me the day off."
As Fred took a white phone off of its charger and dialed his boss's number, Stephanie thought. She thought about what she was going to do about tomorrow. She didn't want to leave Fred after she told him that she knew all about his medication. She was thinking so hard that she didn't even notice that Fred had gotten off.
"My boss said it was ok."
"Huh, What?"
"I said, my boss said it was ok."
"Cool, so where can I take a shower?"
"There is one on the far wall right between your room and my room."
"Ok."
Stephanie walked down the hall and to the bathroom, leaving Fred to his thoughts. He had definitely had a bad night. His dreams had come on so strong that they had disregarded the pills and gone straight for his brain. He had woken up countless times throughout the night and he hadn't gotten all that much sleep.
But when he finally decided that he wouldn't be able to sleep anymore he had gone out and been greeted with having the most beautiful woman sitting in his living room. Seeing her had driven all of the memories back for a little while but they were slowly creeping back into his mind.
By 8:45, the two were ready. The day was spent seeing the few and far between sights of Madera, California. They went to the movies and ate lunch and then, when they couldn't find anything else to do, they rented some videos and went home.
After they had seen the two movies that they had rented, it was 7:00 and they were tired. But Stephanie had something that awakened her from her dozing on Fred's leather couch. She had something that she needed to talk to her knight in shining armor about. And now was as good a time as any.
"Hey Fred?" Stephanie began nervously.
"Yeah beautiful?" Fred said turning so he could see her.
"I have something that I need to talk to you about."
_-^-_
A/N: Hehehe I love cliffhangers. Anyways, again I am so sorry that I haven't been updating, and I will try to get the next chap out way sooner. Thank you for the reviews and keep them coming.
So until next time my murder, same black wings, same damn card.
SYWISY
KoS