Chapter 2: I woke up screaming, sweat dripping down my face. Louis ran in with a coat hanger. 'Daisy are you ok I heard you screaming!'.
'Yeah I'm fine it was just another bad dream.' I sighed, I'd been having them ever since that day...
'Do you want some hot chocolate?' he asked twirling the coat hanger around in his hand.
'Yes please' I replied.
He turned to leave, 'Louis' I called after him.
'Yeah?' he turned around to look at me.
'You thought I was in danger and you brought a coat hanger?'
he smiled at me sheepishly 'it was the first thing I found'
'you freak' I smiled back at him.
He turned around and walked downstairs, I got up and walked over to my balcony door's it was still dark outside, I turned to look back at my alarm clock, 2:35am, still too early to get up. I grabbed my dressing gown and wrapped it around me. I walked downstairs into the kitchen and found Louis half asleep trying to make me hot chocolate. I walked towards him and tapped him on the shoulder, he turned around smiling at me, 'you didn't have to get up and make me hot chocolate' I said.
He yawned 'It's ok, I couldn't sleep anyway' he led me over to the kitchen table and sat me down with my hot chocolate.
'Daisy, I'm worried about you, ever since you moved in with me and dad you've been having nightmares every night' he was staring straight at me, I could tell he was concerned.
'Yeah well that's what happens when you get your own mum and sister killed' I mumbled at my hot chocolate.
He lifted my chin up with his hand making me look at him 'Daisy you didn't do this, you didn't know the ride was faulty, it wasn't your fault'
'But it was!' I screamed at him, 'if I hadn't of made them go on that ride then this never would of happened, I would still be living with mum!'
He stood up and sighed, 'I'm going to bed, don't stay up for too long it's your first day of school tomorrow' he gave me one final glance and then turned and walked back upstairs.
I sat there sipping at my hot chocolate, it was the only thing that could ever cheer me up when I was sad. I stood up and walked into the living room and sat down with my hot chocolate, my eyes wandered around the living room, I noticed new things every day, like how there was a small crack in the ceiling, and the whole in the sofa, this isn't my home, not by choice, after my mum and sister died in the Ferris wheel accident, I was forced to move to Holmes chapel to live with my dad and older brother Louis, I didn't like it here, the only people I knew were Louis and dad, I hadn't left the house since id moved in, and I wanted to keep it that way, but dad and Louis are saying I have to. I finished my hot chocolate and grabbed a blanket off the end of the sofa, I always found a slight chill in this room, like it's full of bad memories, I just don't know what they are. I could feel my eyes closing, I tried to stay awake, I didn't want to go to sleep, bad things happen when I dream.