The Dream
Piper sat in a high backed chair, smiling at her fiancé, her fiancé sat at the opposite end of the table, sitting in an identical high backed chair. They were having their last meal together before their wedding that evening. Suddenly, Piper was transported forward in time; she was wearing a black wedding dress, holding a bunch of blood red roses. She came sweeping down the aisle, looking around at all the people she saw two people, women, who she recognised, they both had brown hair, one had long hair, the other had short hair, they both smiled at her encouragingly. "Phoebe? Paige?" Piper said quietly, suddenly she heard a shriek, looking up, she saw a demon standing at the end of the aisle, it was the most revolting thing she had ever seen. A pair of wings unfolded from nowhere, and it flew down the aisle, "Help!" Piper screamed, "Help!" it took her swiftly in its feet, its talons ripped through her thin dress and into her skin, it looked down at her, and it's face turned into Mark's face, Piper cried out in pain and outrage…
"Piper, Piper!" Mark shouted, "Piper wake up!" Piper suddenly awoke to see Mark's face looking at her. She still shivered with fear. Mark took her in his arms, and hugged her tightly. She smiled up at him.
"I'm fine," Piper croaked.
"You were shouting," Mark said back, "sure you're all right?"
"Honestly, go back to sleep." Piper replied. It was the night after their marriage. Piper got up and went into the en-suite bathroom. She turned the tap on and washed her face with the cold water that was flowing into her cupped hands. She looked into the bedroom at Mark. I must be going mad, she thought to herself before climbing back into bed next to Mark. She fell asleep five minutes later…
Hi, did you enjoy this chapter? The dreams a bit weird, but oh well. PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE REVIEW.