"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!" Isabel screamed as she shot up in bed.
"No...," Isabel gasped as her fingers desperately clutched the bed spread. She sat shakily in bed covered in a fine sheet of sweat.
The door to Isabel's room suddenly burst open as Max ran to kneel by his sister's side.
"Isabel!?!" Max asked.
Max immediately took Isabel's hand into his own and asked her what was wrong. Isabel just sobbed while Max just kneeled there, a moment later Philip and Diane Evans rushed into Isabel's room. Max stepped away as Diane immediately wrapped her arms around her daughter while Philip stood by his hand gently resting on Isabel's shoulder.
"What's wrong!?!" Philip asked.
"I think she had a nightmare," Max said.
"Oh my poor baby," Diane said as she held her daughter.
"What was it about?" Philip asked.
"I...I...don't remember," Isabel said. "It just felt so awful."
Isabel sat there rocking in her mother's arms as her father asked her if she was okay.
"I'm okay," Isabel said. "I'm okay, I just...it was just a bad dream. I'm okay now."
"Are you sure?" Diane asked
Isabel nodded, wiping away tears as she laid back down in bed. Diane pulled the sheet up and covered Isabel and kissed her on the forehead before leaving with Philip.
Max lingered in the doorway, watching Isabel for a moment before speaking.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Max asked.
"Yes," Isabel said. "See I'm already going back to sleep."
Max was unconvinced.
"Isabel.." Max started.
"Night Max," Isabel said turning on her side away from Max.
Max nodded and went back to his room.
Isabel laid in bed staring at the ceiling, she couldn't sleep. As if losing Alex wasn't bad enough, now she had nightmares to contend with. It seemed so real to her, the feeling that someone was chasing her. No matter how fast she ran, she just couldn't seem to get away. After an hour Isabel finally fell asleep, her hand unconsciously rubbing the side of her abdomen.
TBC...