Dream of Nightmare 4

Ouch. Ouch. Ouch.

It feels like someone's using my head for a door by the way the pain keeps pounding it.

"Hey. Are you awake yet?" someone irritated asked.

I tried to turn onto my side, only to gasp in pain.

My shoulder too? What happened to my shoulder? I don't remember being injured by the zombie...

"Dru! Please! I need you! Little bird. No one else matters. Only you." someone else begged.

The only thing I could see was white lights spotting across my eyelids from the pain.

"Hey. Are you okay?" the first person asked, only with concern this time.

I could barely reply with a painful moan.

As a result, something cool was put on my forehead. It felt nice.

"Oh no. Raven!"

"What is it? What's wrong? Is she awake?" a female voice asked.

"She has a fever. She's in pain but I don't see an blood on her. What's wrong with her?"

"You sound like you care about her."

"Because I do. I care about her. How could I not? I'm the one that put her here in the first place. Her mother may be gone but that's because that vile vampire tried to hurt me. I could've handled him. I just wanted to protect her and Dru. Now look where we are at. She's all I've got left. I will protect her, no matter what happens. That what a good dad does, right?"

"But how are you going to protect her? You barely got done blooming before we found her here. You barely have any training."

"I've protected a majority of you so far. I know it's not everyone though. And I live with that guilt everyday."

More pain claimed my shoulder while my head was stabbed with pain.

Someone screams and aims a gun right at me. But her eyes are filled with pain. I stagger as my balance fails me. Someone else screams my name and his scent fills my throat. So familiar, like apple cinnamon.

Then there's a tree covered in blood in front of a yellow house...

Loud moans coming from a rotted familiar face...

I wake up screaming.

"Raven!"

"I don't know with the poor child! She wasn't touched by the zombie."

"Dru. Dru! Calm down!" Scar said.

I continued to scream until-

SMACK!

My head wrenched to the left. Gingerly touching my face I said, "Touch me again, and I'll rip your arm off."

With ice coating each word he said, "What? No thank you? Fine. Whatever. You're still nothing but a nuisance."

"Then teach me how to be helpful."

"When you are finally over your little fit, I'll take you outside."

"You can't be serious!" Raven exclaimed.

Continuing to glare at me, Scar said, "But I am though. Dead serious."

With an evil grin, he walked out the door.

Strange Angels belongs to Lili St. Crow. I do not own the series. I only own this fanfiction.

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