Dreams
I was back at the office of where I was first tortured. My body was in the same seat and once again the man was right in front of me with that evil smirk that he had. It was almost like the real thing. Something was different though. He was red eyes instead of his green.
His hand went under my chin; it wasn't like this man to do so. That hand was cold and hard against my skin. He turned my head to the left only to face Tristian in the background. His arms were crossed and he gave me a sad expression. I never understood why he did this.
My head turned back to Vincent; but it wasn't him this time it was that women, the woman with the brown hair with some shades of yellow. Next I popped in the forest and Dimitri was there also. I didn't know why I popped up here but oh well I guess.
"I cannot forgive what you have just done." What I don't understand. What did I do?
"Huh?" I stood there in a long blood red cloak. The length went to about the ankles of my feet. My hair had been braided on one side and went down. An assassins sword was buckled to my waist but was covered by my cloak. Along with this was a twin set of guns. I didn't know what type they were but they had some bronze and silver in them.
Dimitri showed a pain that made my heart stop. His eyes were so full of hatred.
"Don't act dumb! What you do and what you are will not be covered by the lies." His form because to disintegrate and became Chris.
"You better watch your back." With that Chris turned around and walked away leaving me alone in the forest. After a few moments the sun went down and I was surrounded by a large group of people. Chris, Ashley, and Tristian were there. They all had that hatred look in their eyes and they all walked towards me. After a moment I ran into something that was hard but cold. I looked back to see Dimitri with that same look in his eyes. What is going on here? He held me down and they were all coming closer.
"No stop no. Get away from me." Just before they were able to grab me I woke up and fell off of the bed. It was still dark outside but yet I was still wide awake. Being half asleep though since I just woke up I got up and walked to the kitchen like a zombie. On the microwave on my right read 6:05 A.M.
My kitchen set up like this, to my right was the microwave and to the left is the refrigerator. There was a wall that separated the kitchen from the living room. I then walked into the living room and I saw Chris sleeping on the couch. He wore tore up jeans and a Grand Theft Auto V shirt that he has had for a couple of years. With him laying there asleep he looked harmless. I knew better since I knew that he was the one who hurt me. The pain in my arm began to hurt and this reminded me of what he did.
Perfect
Quickly I grabbed a book from our suitcase and threw it at him. Due to the impact of the book he woke up and fell off the couch.
"Dude, what the hell?" yelled Chris while rubbing his head. Apparently I hit him right above the ear.
"I'm not a dude, dude." I said right back at him while putting my hands on my hips.
"Why did you do that?" I could feel my face turn red and my hands going into fists.
"I needed to get that out of my system." We both became silent and I touched my now bandaged arm. I could see the pain on his face as he saw what I was doing. Ever since Halloween I have been learning the truth about everyone. "Everyone is hiding something from you" That girls words appeared once again in my head once again. I looked at the clock only to read 6:45 A.M. I have to be at school in about fifteen minutes.
"I have to get ready for school. Sorry I hit you." I muttered and walked away. In five minutes I was out the door. Since it takes about five minutes to get to school I was good on time. Now I have time to think. The thing is I couldn't relax though. Everything seemed sort of odd today. I didn't realize that this was the last day I would ever see my brother ever again.