"Are you going to tell me or not?" A man who was dressed in all black asked.
"No..leave me..alone." Another man said weakly. He was tied to a chair. His head was down; all you could see was his blonde hair. His clothes were ripped, he looked like he hadn't changed his clothes in months.
"All you have to tell me is where the girl lives, that's all I am asking." The mysterious man asked.
"How could I know..I barely leave this horrid place.." He answered. He was having trouble speaking, he was out of breath every few seconds.
"Don't make me lose my temper you won't like it." The man in the black mask said.
"You don't impress me..they've been telling me..about you..for years..I'm not scared of you." The man said, coughing.
"You should be scared of me." The man said laughing.
"Why should I?" He asked.
"Have you ever met anyone who completely controls the system? Who can get anyone to do whatever you tell them? Of course you fucking haven't." The man said. "Because it's never been done until now, look at me!"
"No.." The other man said finally sounding nervous. At this the man dressed in all black ripped his mask off, and grabbed the other mans face.
"You better be fucking scared!" The man said. Light then flashed, the man was Doug.
"Ahh!" I screamed, jumping up. I was breathing heavily and noticed I was covered in cold sweat.
"Lilly?" Miley said sounding tired. She quickly turned on the lights. "Are you okay? This is the tenth time this week you've woken up like this."
"It hasn't been ten times." I said trying to wipe the sweat off my forehead before Miley could see."
"I know, it's probably more than ten. I started keeping track when it started too happen more." Miley said nervously. "Maybe you should see someone."
"What? Like a shrink? Shrinks are for crazy people." I said feeling a little offended.
"Lilly." Miley said gently rubbing my back. "I know there's something wrong, can you please tell me?"
Miley's right, there is something wrong. I've been waking up like this ever since they let Doug off. I keep having these dreams, always involving him. The one I just had wasn't even that bad. The dreams I usually have is myself watching Timmy's murder replay in my mind or Miley being murdered by Doug. Then come these dreams, where Doug and some other man talk about finding some girl.
"It's nothing Miley, really. Just a bad dream." I said not looking her in the eyes. I then slowly looked up at her when she didn't respond. She looked both angry and hurt.
"Why do you keep pushing me away Lilly?" Miley asked me.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"I know there's something wrong, I'm not stupid. Keeping your problems bottled up isn't going to help anyone." Miley said softly. She slowly got up.
"No stay, I'll sleep on the couch." I said getting up not bothering to look back at Miley.
I couldn't fall asleep that night, but not cause of the dreams. But because of hearing sobs coming from Miley in our bedroom.
I guess I managed to fall asleep at one point. I instantly got out of bed, and went to check on Miley. To my surprise she wasn't there, I instead found a note on her pillow.
Lilly,
Incase you forgot this is the weekend that I had planned to go skiing with Jackson. There isn't a lot of reception at the mountains, so I'm not sure if we'll get to talk this weekend.
Love, Miley
Fuck, I cursed to myself. How was I supposed to tell her I'm sorry. Maybe she was right maybe I needed help. After I got ready I decided to go to the doctors and see if they could prescribe me anything. Luckily the doctors office was nearly empty. I went to the check in counter. There was a lady who was very into the paper work she was doing.
"Excuse me." I said softly. She quickly looked up.
"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." The lady said, her face turning red.
"It's quite all right, I was wondering if I could see a doctor, I forgot to schedule an appointment." I said smiling a bit.
"Oh of course, lucky it isn't too crowed today. What is your name?" She asked.
"Lillian Truscott." I answered. She turned around and began typing stuff into the computer.
"Okay, make your way down the hallway to room 213, it will be on your right." She said smiling.
"Thank you." I said before going down the hall. To my surprise there was already a doctor there when I went into the room.
"Lillian Truscott? I've been expecting you." The doctor said.
"Um sir how would you know that? I haven't been to the hospital in a while, and I never called in." I asked feeling a little freaked out.
"Oh um well.." The doctor said stumbling over his words." Well the lady at the front desk told me you were coming down."
"I never saw her call or anything." I said not believing him.
"Okay anyways what has been bothering you?" The doctor quickly asked. I grew annoyed that he wouldn't answer my question but decided to tell him anyways.
"Um well I have been having nightmares.." I began to say.
"Right what are these nightmares about?" He asked while scribbling something down as I spoke.
"About my brother who passed away many years ago." I said." Then I keep having ones where my wif-friend is being killed."
"Um your what wife?" The doctor asked looking up. I started to become a little paranoid, why does he want to know?
"No my friend." I lied.
"Oh I see." The doctor said scribbling down something else." Anything else?"
"Um yeah I keep seeing my brother's killer Doug.." I began to say.
"Hogan?" He filled in.
"How did you know that?" I asked suspiciously.
"Uh well who doesn't know?" The doctor said, his facing turning red.
"I didn't even tell you my brother's name." I said.
"Uh well it's all here in your um files." The doctor said fiddling around with some papers." Now I need to ask you a few questions."
"Okay.. shoot." I said.
"How long have you been having these dreams?" The doctor asked.
"Since they let Doug out of jail." I answered." I'm going to assume you know that."
"Where do you live?" The doctor asked ignoring my comment. At this a voice in my head spoke, all you have to tell me is where the girl lives, that's all I am asking. My dream, I thought. Why did he want to know where I live?
"Wouldn't that be in your files?" I asked slowly stepping back towards the door.
"Well I uh lost that part." He said nervously. "Now why don't you tell me where you live?"
"What does that have to do with anything?" I asked growing nervous.
"Everything." He said getting closer to me, I saw him draw out a knife. "Don't make me do this.." I quickly tried to open the door, it wouldn't budge. He went to take a slash at me but I quickly got out of the way and crashed against the wall.
At this he came closer to me, I closed my eyes and got ready for the pain. To my surprise I heard a loud bang, followed by a sharp pain in my chest. Everything went black.
"Keep the girl here, no one will ever think of coming here." A cold voice said.
"Boss I don't know about this, it's an obvious place to hide someone" A nervous voice said.
"You have so much to learn. Who's the one who outsmarted everyone? Tell me who?" The voice yelled.
"You boss, but I'm just saying..." The other voice said sounding nervous. "What happens if they come here, she'll be awake by then. She'll kick and scream."
"Now I know why you dropped out of high school you dumb fool. That's why we tie up her goddamn legs and arms, and block her mouth." The first voice said angrily.
"Fine, can I please just hear the plan?" The other voice begged.
"No one can know yet, the plan cannot fail if no one knows." The familiar voice said.
At this my eyes slowly opened, at first everything was blurry. I slowly noticed I was laying down in a hospital bed. I was attached to a breathing machine, and there were tons of IVs in me. I also noticed someone was holding onto one of my hands. When my head stopped spinning, I noticed that hand belonged to Miley. She had a chair pulled up to my bed, and her head was lying down on the side of my bed.
"Miley." I said weakly. At this her head shot up.
"Lilly, Lilly!" Miley said practically jumping on top of me.
"Ouch Miley that hurts, wait why does my chest hurt?" I asked. Then it all came back to me the doctor's office, the knife, the loud bang." Did that doctor shoot me?"
"No silly." Miley said giving me a kiss on the nose. "First of all that wasn't a doctor, just some psycho guy. He apparently jumped a doctor and took his ID and clothes. Then snuck into his office."
"Is the real doctor okay? What happened to the psycho guy who randomly tried to kill me?" I asked quickly wanting to know all the answers.
"Whoa slow down there tiger. So when the police found the real doctor tied up, he was fine just knocked out, they quickly ran to his office. When they noticed the door was locked, they knocked it down causing the fake doctor to fall on top of you, along with his knife that went into your chest." Miley said frowning. "Thankfully it just missed your heart by inches."
It wasn't making sense, why did that doctor attack me? Why did he want to know where I live? Then it all made sense.
"Miley, he's working for Doug. They're trying to find out where we live!" I said angrily. When Miley and I were married we were put under protective custody, incase something happened with Doug. Only a few people know our true address, like my mom, Jackson, our lawyer, and a few agents that work for the government. All of our mail is delivered to Jackson's.
"Lilly.." Miley said softly.
"No! The dreams, my dreams. He's trying to figure out where we live! They have someone, someone we know!" I yelled.
"Lilly, everyone's fine. Your mother and Jackson had been here for hours." Miley said frowning.
I knew something was going on, I just didn't know what.
Once again I'm very sorry for the long wait, but I promise I will update a lot story will pick up soon, review and let me know what you think:)
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