OK, I know these chapters aren't as long as the average chapter on fanfiction.net. I'm trying hard to make them longer but I can't. The length of Chapter 5 is about as big as they're gonna get.
That night, Lily had a weird dream. She dreamt that she was opening her front door, to an angry Ray with a broken piece of glass in his hand. He raised it above his head and just as he slashed Lily with it, she woke up in a cold sweat, her heart beating faster than 180 times a minute. She felt a stinging pain in the arm that Ray attempted to injure in her dream, and she saw a long cut. She placed her fingers on it, felt more pain and brought her hand closer to her face to examine the dark red blood. She got out of bed and tended to the cut and went back to bed, as it was 1 am in the morning.
Lily started dreaming again. This time, there was no Ray, but a smiling Travis, who appeared at her doorstep. He had a sensitive nsmile, as if he was trying to reassure her. He was walking with her in the park, and just as he touched her arm and kissed her, Lily woke up. Her breathing and heartbeat were normal, she wasn't sweating, she wasn't scared or worried. She looked at her arm and so nothing. No cut, no scar, no anything. She smiled, and wondered if waking up at a cut really was just part of her dream. Or maybe she imagined it. She spent the day with Robbie, the one person she trusted and wouldn't remind her of her strange dreams. Her plan worked; by the end of the day there was no trace of her dream. But then as she was walking home that evening, she walked past Ray's house. She could hear Ray and Tim fighting, glass crashing, punching, screaming...she ran the rest of the way home.
Just as the horrifying night before, the same things happened. When she woke up after the first dream, the one where Ray tried to cut her, she turned on her light, felt her arm to make sure the cut was real, splashed water on her face, drank a cup of juice. She woke herself up enough to assure that she wasn't dreaming, and then just to have proof, she took a picture of her arm. She put down the camera and went back to bed.
She woke up a few hours later after the walk in the park with Travis. No cut, no scar. Not even the band-aid she put on the deepest part of the cut.
Anyone realize that the first chapter had nothing to do with the fanfic so far? Don't worry, it will. I write like that sometimes. I'll be writing stuff, having no plot whatsoever, and then suddenly I'll write something else, having the first project nowhere in my mind, and it'll fit together perfectly. I actually had the last chapter written first, then the first chapter and soon after, Chapters 5 and 6. And they all work together perfectly in one fanfic! Um...even though I could literally post one chapter a day at the speed I'm writing, I'd like 5 reviews before I post the next chapter :3
That night, Lily had a weird dream. She dreamt that she was opening her front door, to an angry Ray with a broken piece of glass in his hand. He raised it above his head and just as he slashed Lily with it, she woke up in a cold sweat, her heart beating faster than 180 times a minute. She felt a stinging pain in the arm that Ray attempted to injure in her dream, and she saw a long cut. She placed her fingers on it, felt more pain and brought her hand closer to her face to examine the dark red blood. She got out of bed and tended to the cut and went back to bed, as it was 1 am in the morning.
Lily started dreaming again. This time, there was no Ray, but a smiling Travis, who appeared at her doorstep. He had a sensitive nsmile, as if he was trying to reassure her. He was walking with her in the park, and just as he touched her arm and kissed her, Lily woke up. Her breathing and heartbeat were normal, she wasn't sweating, she wasn't scared or worried. She looked at her arm and so nothing. No cut, no scar, no anything. She smiled, and wondered if waking up at a cut really was just part of her dream. Or maybe she imagined it. She spent the day with Robbie, the one person she trusted and wouldn't remind her of her strange dreams. Her plan worked; by the end of the day there was no trace of her dream. But then as she was walking home that evening, she walked past Ray's house. She could hear Ray and Tim fighting, glass crashing, punching, screaming...she ran the rest of the way home.
Just as the horrifying night before, the same things happened. When she woke up after the first dream, the one where Ray tried to cut her, she turned on her light, felt her arm to make sure the cut was real, splashed water on her face, drank a cup of juice. She woke herself up enough to assure that she wasn't dreaming, and then just to have proof, she took a picture of her arm. She put down the camera and went back to bed.
She woke up a few hours later after the walk in the park with Travis. No cut, no scar. Not even the band-aid she put on the deepest part of the cut.
Anyone realize that the first chapter had nothing to do with the fanfic so far? Don't worry, it will. I write like that sometimes. I'll be writing stuff, having no plot whatsoever, and then suddenly I'll write something else, having the first project nowhere in my mind, and it'll fit together perfectly. I actually had the last chapter written first, then the first chapter and soon after, Chapters 5 and 6. And they all work together perfectly in one fanfic! Um...even though I could literally post one chapter a day at the speed I'm writing, I'd like 5 reviews before I post the next chapter :3