How could this happen?

I tried to regain my breathing; I tried to tug my hand away from Jeff. He laughed wickedly.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked, gripping harder.

I closed my eyes as I felt him sawing at my finger.

I could feel the warm blood dripping down my hand, soaking into my clothes.

I let out a pain-filled scream, while hearing Jeff's laughter taunting me.

"Just let me go!" I cried out.

"Open your eyes James," he said with a calmness that sent a chill to the very core of my body.

I shivered at the sound of his voice, but obeyed.

I looked into his eyes and only saw revenge his eyes. Cold-hardhearted revenge.

I gulped and let out another blood curdling scream.

"James, wake up." I saw his lips move, but the voice didn't match it.

I looked at him, emotions muddled with confusion and fear.

I saw his hands gripping my arms shaking. "Wake up!" Logan's voice rang through out the area.

I blinked a couple times. One moment I was in Jeff's apartment, tied down, and the other I'm in the dark bedroom that I shared with Logan.

One moment Jeff's hands were shaking me awake and the next it was Logan's.

"It's just a night terror James," I could hear Logan's voice desperately calling to me, but I couldn't believe it.

Logan, you're dead. The dead can't speak.

I felt Jeff's hands letting me go and the lights turning on, causing me to close and shield my eyes.

"Jeff isn't here, it's just us." I heard Carlos' voice.

My eyes shot open, darting to where the voice was coming from.

There he was with Logan and Kendall, they were all afraid to come near me.

"You had that dream again?" Kendall edged his way to me.

"I-it seemed so real," I stuttered. I couldn't get a grip on what was happening. "Logan, you and Carlos are suppose to be dead?" I asked instead of stating what I knew.

Seeing them in the same room with me wasn't enough proof for me to believe that they were alive.

Logan sighed sadly. "Last time it was Kendall and Carlos," he said wearily.

Carlos rubbed his temples. "What happened in your nightmare this time?" he asked, taking a seat on my bed.

I couldn't believe it. I reached up to touch Carlos and he was very much alive. He was warm like me.

I wanted to laugh out at the fact that two of my best friends were alive, but a sob intervened.

I pulled back my hand, looking at it, as if there was going to be some kind of residue left on my hand.

"I-I thought you were-"

"Dead?" Carlos asked with a smile that wasn't meant to be humorous. I nodded.

"James, this entire week you've been waking up, screaming, telling us that some guy named Jeff is out to kill you," Kendall said, concern spilling in all of his words.

"Last night's was that I came in to save you, but died in the process. Remember that?" Logan asked, getting close to the bed.

I said nothing. I was still trying to process the fact that it was all a dream.

"It felt so real," I muttered.

"That's what a night terror is, James. That's what makes them horrific," Kendall said, putting a comforting arm around my shoulders.

"Look James, I'll stay here in your bed if that makes you feel better," Logan suggested.

I looked up at him and nodded still confused. "Go to sleep. We've got the day off tomorrow, so we can hang out and go to that coffee shop. I know how much you like the chocolate cake there, " Kendall said with a small smile, but his eyes still held traces of concern.

I returned the smile; unsure if I was still dreaming. "Come on Carlitos," Kendall said; smacking both hands on Carlos' shoulders, trying to push his out of the room, but Carlos shrugged his hands off.

He turned to face and smiled at me. "Here man, this always helps me with my nightmares. My dad gave it to me when I was five," Carlos said, reaching in his pocket.

He handed me a small dream-catcher.

I looked down at it with a small smile. "Thanks. I just hope it works," I said softly.

Logan took it and went to the drawer we shared, pulling out a packet of thumbtacks.

He stuck the dream catcher at the head of my bed and crawled in next to me, draping an arm around me.

"Goodnight James," he yawned.

I nestled into Logan, looking up at the dream-catcher with a worried look.

Please work.

"Goodnight Logan," I closed my eyes, but couldn't sleep.

I finally got to sleep when the sun began to rise.

A/N: How about that? Who would have guessed that was coming, but this isn't the ending. No I'm not quite satisfied with it just yet. I got another twist coming and then just maybe it'll be the end. Please review, subscribe, or favorite. A big thank you to MinuteCloser2Falling for offering to be my beta. I bet you can see the difference :D