One Shot 12: Nightmares
"Daaaddy…"
Travis Stoll groaned in his sleep and ignored whoever was making the sound.
"Daaddy…"
He kept ignoring the sound. But then he heard the sound of a helpless little girl.
"Daddy, I'm scared,"
He opened his eyes and sat up. His five year old daughter was standing there. "What's wrong?" he asked while rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"I had a bad dream," she said.
"Couldn't you go to mom about this?" he yawned.
"Mommy said not to disturb her this month since the baby is coming this month," Hailey said innocently.
"Oh yea," he yawned.
"I had a bad dream," she repeated. "Can I sleep with you?"
He sighed and moved over on the bed and she crawled next to him and rested her head on the pillow.
He closed his eyes and let himself slowly drift into sleep. But then he heard her voice. It was so small and so unrealistic for her. "There was so much blood…" she murmured. "A girl in a Greek dress, she was bleeding,"
He opened his eyes and stared down at the little girl he called his. "What?"
"She was crying too, a boy with blonde hair was there too, he was crying too," Hailey said, her eyes watering. "Then New York was on fire. There were so many people screaming likes they were dying. Then there was a girl who was crying, she was so skinny and beaten up. Then there was a boy, he had a scar, he was calling for his mommy,"
Hailey started to cry. "B-but his mommy didn't call back. She never did call back. And all these people felt sorry. They felt sorry for what they've done and what they've could have done,"
He held his daughter closer to his chest. "It'll be alright,"
"She said this would all happen if I didn't trust her," Hailey sobbed.
"Who?" Travis asked calmly.
"Her!" Hailey exclaimed.
"Who is 'her'?" he asked.
"I-I don't know," she stuttered out. "I don't."
"It's alright," he said softly as he hugged his daughter. "It's gonna be alright, okay?"
She nodded into his chest. "Okay."
She fell asleep soundly knowing that her Daddy would make everything okay.
As Hailey Stoll lay here, bleeding to death. She realized how foolish she was. Those dreams were of the future. But how did those last two people apply to her. She stared at her blubbering brother and smiled. I couldn't be her sister, Rose was a lesbian, and none of those children had her traits except for the blonde girl with her green eyes. But the blonde girl's hair was more like Angie's curly and the kind of Barbie blonde hair.
She was betting they were going to be her twin's children. And if she was lucky, she would be sister-in-laws with her best friend from camp.
'Good on him,' she thought in her head as the world around her started to get fuzzy.
She lived a pretty good life considering the fact that she was so naïve and that she just got stabbed by her boyfriend who kissed her like he loved her or something. She had a great family, great friends, a great life, what else could she wish for?
She rattled off her last words as the world slowly turned darker like she was drifting off to sleep.
So she let herself sleep. She was awfully tired anyway. Might as well go to sleep.
This was short and sad but I don't care. This came to me when imagined Hailey having some bad dreams and presto! This came out.
So thanks for reading!