Sorry! Sorry! And-again-sorry! My mind keeps drifting to other places, and before I know it, my quota of reviews is filled. I hate to keep you guys waiting.
So...here goes Chapter 7!
Appeal of the Forbidden
By: Lucas McDrake
Chapter 7-Nightmare
I stood on the edge of a cliff, looking downward. Behind me lay a tiny dirt path that led through the coniferous forest back to the place I'd been before coming here.
The ocean didn't look too far away from where I was. This was going to be a nice jump.
Wait. I was going to jump? Why would I do that?
I put one of my toes over the cliff edge, waiting for something to happen.
"Keiran."
For some reason, I already knew Emmett's voice would come. My responding smile was gentle.
Yes? I didn't answer him out loud because I knew his voice was just in my head. I also didn't actually speak for fear that his voice would go away. For some reason, I was glad of the disapproving tone of his voice.
"Don't do this," he begged.
If you won't be with me, I thought, then why should I listen?
"Please. For me."
You won't be with me. What's the point of life without you?
"Please." His voice seemed to be an echo-distant, quiet, hopeless.
Watch me.
I got on the balls of my feet, getting ready to jump.
"No, Keiran!" The anger in his voice seemed...oddly lovely.
I smiled, knowing he couldn't stop me...
And jumped.
My scream of excitement warped itself until it was one of horror as I awoke from this nightmare, sitting up.
As my scream subsided, I felt the echoes of a foreign feeling resonating through me, too dim to recognize. The feeling was almost instantly replaced with terror from the nightmare.
"What's the matter?"
I turned my head to see Emmett, sitting beside me on the bed. I hugged him, and started crying. He cradled me, and rocked me as I sobbed. I was only too grateful for his presence.
As my sobs subsided, Emmett asked, "What's wrong?"
I cuddled into his chest, not wanting to think about that awful nightmare. Taking comfort in his presence, I started, "You were...gone..."
I could barely see Emmett's outline against the starlight. It blurred as my suddenly-heavy eyelids fell again as I became unconscious once more.
My dreams, for the rest of the night, switched on and off from scary to nice.
I awoke in Emmett's arms, exactly how I'd fallen asleep.
"Good morning," he whispered, smiling.
"Hi," I mumbled.
"What happened last night?" he asked, looking at me peculiarly.
I tried to recall any reason for him to ask.
"Huh?"
"You...did you have a nightmare?" he asked.
I tried to remember my dreams from last night. "I...don't think so. If I did, I forgot it."
"Hm..." That was Emmett's only comment.
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