Emmett and I have been driving for what seems like a couple hours, but really is a couple days. We were on the outskirts of Hollywood and it was a rainy day.

"Do you wanna go to LA and stay there for a few days or keep driving?" Emmett asked as he filled up the gas tank.

"I guess." I said. It was nice to be with Emmett. He will do anything and everything for me.

"Okay." He ran into the gas station to pay.

I looked across the street. Threw the rush of traffic I saw him standing there, smiling at me. Royce.

I gasped. How did he find us? I closed the driver's side door and locked all of them. He had this evil look on his face like he was a deranged psychopath. Oh wait, he is.

All of the sudden there was a knock on the window. I jumped and looked over to see Emmett.

"Rose, you okay?" he asked.

I unlocked the doors and he got in his side.

"He's here Emmett."

"Who's here?"

"Royce." I pointed across the street to were he was standing.

"Rose, I don't see anyone." He said.

I looked across the street. It was true. There was no one there. Had I imagined it?

"He was just there! I saw him!" I said.

"Okay. Rose... I believe you." He kissed me softly and started up the car.

I took a deep breath. I know what I saw.

Soon we pulled into a hotel in our destination, LA.

"All we can really afford is a one bed suite." Emmett said.

"That's fine. I really don't think I could sleep without you next to my anyway." I said as we got out.

He grabbed our bags and we walked into the bustling lobby.

"Can we have a room please?" Emmett asked.

"Sure you can." The elderly man said. "We just need some info."

While Emmett took care of that, I looked around the lobby. Bellhops pushed around carts of luggage, tourists sat on couch probably figuring out where to spend their next day in LA, and people waited for multiple elevators.

I looked at the people standing at the windows. They were mostly elderly couples. Probably a retirement home retreat or something. Some of them were holding hands.

I smiled and looked at Emmett. "Hey, Em?" I said softly.

He looked at me.

"Do you think that will be us someday?" I asked, looking over at the elderly couples.

"I hope so." He smiled, kissed my head, and turned back to the old man at the desk.

Something caught my eye over at the concierge desk. I looked over to see Royce sitting there, on the phone. I gasped and blinked, and then he was gone. Instead sat a middle-aged woman with curly brown hair tied back in a ponytail. I was going crazy.

"C'mon Rose." Emmett grabbed my hand and we walked to the elevator.

The only people in the elevator were the same elderly couple and us. I smiled and snuggled my face into Emmett's arm.

"I love you." He said.

"I love you." I said against his arm. I looked over to see the couple smiling at us.

"When we were your age," The woman said. "We were just like you two."

I smiled.

Once the elevator doors opened, we all walked down the hall toward our rooms.

"It seems as though we are neighbors." The man smiled.

"We don't wanna hear no racket comin' from that room tonight." The woman smiled.

"Not unless there is a ring on your fingers." The old man said.

We all smiled. Emmett unlocked our door and walked in.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked the woman.

"Why sure sweet heart."

Her husband was in there room.

"Rose, you coming, babe?" Emmett called.

"Yeah. I'll be in in a sec!" I called back.

"You two are in love. I can tell." She smiled.

"Yeah." I smiled. "When you were my age…. And there was a boy you didn't like but liked you… and something dramatic happened between you two, did you see him everywhere?" I asked.

"No. Not that I can recall." She said.

I WAS loosing my mind. Maybe I just needed to stop thinking about it. "Okay. Thanks." I said, walking into our room.

Emmett was in the bathroom so I sat down on the bed.

"So…. Do you want to watch TV? A movie?" he asked walking out and sitting next to me.

"Sure."

"The cool thing about this hotel is that it gives you a whole bookshelf of movies to choose from." He gestured to the bookshelf that was next to the entertainment center.

I walked over to it.

"You pick." He said.

I looked at my choices. They were all in alphabetical order. Soon, I came across the original A Nightmare on Elm Street. I pulled it out and showed Emmett.

"Okay." He took it and put it in the DVD player. While he tinkered with the TV, I climbed onto the bed and made myself comfortable.

Emmett walked over with two remotes and sat down next to me. I snuggled up to him, he tucked us both in with the quilt, and I rested my chin under his. He put his strong arms around me.

At some point in the movie, I must have drifted off into sleep because I was in my room. Emmett was asleep next to me.

"Aw little Rosie." Royce said. His face was all burned and he had steel claws on. Freddy Krueger.

"Leave me alone!" I screamed at him.

He laughed evilly swung his hand at Emmett, killing him. I screamed.

"Rose! Rose!" Emmett shook me and my eyes flew open. It was just a dream.

I snuggled as close as I could to Emmett.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah. It was just a dream." I took a relieved sigh.

"Okay." He kissed me.

It amazed me how much Emmett's kisses relaxed me.

I looked out the window. It was pitch black and the TV and lights were off.

"Try to get some sleep." Emmett said.

I nodded and closed my eyes.

It may have been just a dream, but in reality, Royce was my personal Freddy Krueger and Emmett was my Quinton. the only difference is…… this was not just a nightmare.

I hope that was somewhat longer then the last chapter. I haven't really seen the ORIGINAL Nightmare but I saw the new one and Kellan was totally BRILLIANT for the hole five some minutes he was in there. Anyway, I have to dedicate at least a third of my attention to my new story Blood, Blondes, and Bears. But I will DEFINITLLY update a lot on this one. Leave me some love! Peace!