A/N: Hey again! I've been having such a great time writing this story it's so hard to stop!
As I was re reading everything, I came across something that might have been confusing. I just wanted make sure you guys knew that Piper's friend Jacob is NOT Alice Johnson's son. I just happen to really like the name Jacob:P
I again want to thank all of my reviewers, followers, and favorites! It's people like you that inspire me to keep writing.
LuluCalliope: Your response to chapter 3 cracked me up! I just wanted to say that I ABSOLUTELY agree with you about Disney. I LOVE Disney, don't get me wrong! I think you'll understand my reasoning for Piper's negativity after reading this chapter;)
Darkness Takes Over: I totally get what your saying about being careful how I write Freddy. Now that I've made this new chapter I can really look back and think about how freaking hard it was. I know you've written tons of ANOES fanfics and are pretty experienced with portraying Freddy and all that, so feel free to let me know if I need to fix or add anything:D
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters...oh you guys know the drill
WARNING: This chapter will contain some violence, and some disturbing perv scenes from our favorite dream demon;)
Chapter 4
A cool breeze filled my room causing me to shudder.
Wait hang on, did I leave the window open or...
NO! I refused to open my eyes. Just because Matt opened the window dose NOT mean I need to get up.
I settled back under the covers of my bed, pulling them closer to my body to close out the cold.
It hadn't even been more than a minute when I felt something cold against my cheek.
The HELL! OH MY GOD!
Gluing my eyes shut, I fearfully brushed my fingertips against my cheek. It was water. Cold water.
Wait what! How the heck did water get into my room!
Oh gods! What if Matt or Felicity was standing above me waiting to...oh I don't know maybe POUR ICE WATER ON ME?!
I flung myself off the bed before I had a surprise midnight bath. To my displeasure, only about half of my body made it, but it was enough.
My left cheek and both palms were supporting the weight of my upper body, but instead of feeling my plush carpet, I felt something cold and gritty.
The utter shock hit me like a tidal wave.
My arms were shaking so hard they collapsed underneath my weight sending my lower body, as well as my upper, tumbling down to the ground.
I scrambled up to my hands and knees, flipping my blonde bangs away from my eyes so I could see.
I wish I hadn't.
I was in the middle of what looked like a street, but seemed to continue on forever in both directions. There were no houses. Heck, there weren't even any trees or shrubs. Just the black cemented road my body currently occupied.
I rose shakily to my feet, only to hear a loud clap of thunder rolling across the sky. I whipped my head upwards to see dark stormy clouds as dark as my irises decorating the sky.
A large plop of water then dripped onto my nose, causing me to jump back slightly.
Rain? Rain?! But how...the hell...what?!
"Am I dreaming? I have to be! There's no way that I could be here if I wasn't. But, if this is a dream how come I felt..."
Another roar of thunder rumbled in the distance, snapping me away from my thoughts.
The little drops, all of a sudden, just happened to change into a heavy downpour!
I had apparently worn my clothes, including my Uggs, to bed with me because I wore them now. They had been warm at the time, but now they were soaked down to my skin.
I fucking hate rain.
I shivered, taking a few hesitant steps forward, looking desperately for something for me to huddle under.
I turned my head to the right and saw a looming shape just off the cemented road!
Hell YES!
I squinted my eyes and made a beeline for the object, covering my head attempting to cover myself from the rain.
As I got closer, I could see the object was a house.
But studying it further made me stop dead in my tracks.
Through the heavy rain, I could make out only a few small details of the house, but I didn't need any more than that. It was something I could never, ever forget.
It was the same ancient old house from the last time I dreamed.
"It's ok Pipes. Just walk away all slow-like," I thought, reassuring myself.
My breaths became short, and got caught in my throat as I slowly backed away, my heart pounding through my chest.
I had gotten maybe a couple yards away when I felt a small hand on my shoulder.
I screamed loudly in surprise, hurling myself away from the hand. I ended up on the ground again, frantically rolling onto my back.
"P-Piper? I-is that y-you?" A little voice called over to me. A little girls voice.
I edged myself ever so slightly forward, breathing hard. The only things that were visible were a pair of bright red ribbons, and a pair of sweet hazel eyes that were wide with fear.
"Katherine?" I asked slowly.
I was met with a small, shivering body crashing into my own. It huddled up against my chest, wrapping its little arms around me, clinging for warmth.
"P-Piper! I-i-it's so c-cold," Katherine whimpered.
Holy crap how long has she been out here?! She could freeze to death!
Katherine's teeth began to chatter against my chest where her cheek rested. I took a closer look down at her and I saw that her lips were completely blue!
I needed to do something NOW!
I gently caressed the little girls hair as I reluctantly turned my head around.
The house was still loomed in the distance, a dark aura surrounding it.
"Come on. Let's get you inside," I murmured. I quickly hoisted the shivering girl in the air and placed her on my hip as I walked briskly towards the house.
I can't believe how stupid this is! I never wanted to go back in there after my last dream! Gosh I never had dreams like this! Especially after watching fluffy romance movies like Sleeping Beauty!
But, maybe I'm overreacting. My last dream was just a one time thing, I mean everyone has different dreams. Right?
With growing confidence, I cautiously ascended the steps to the front porch.
I adjusted Katherine so I could hold her better, then brushed my fingertips against the doorknob.
"Maybe this isn't such a good idea," I said more to myself than Katherine.
"B-b-b-bu-but!"
Oh gods she couldn't even speak she was so cold.
I angrily threw open the door and stepped into what looked like the living room. I made sure to keep the front door open as well.
The small room had a small dirty couch, and a few chairs. There were two end tables on either side on the couch, one of which held an old lamp. To my delight, it still worked when I tried to turn it on. Lastly, in the middle of the room sat an old broken t.v, isolated from all the other furniture.
"T-the rain s-stopped!" Katherine exclaimed, pulling on my blonde hair gently to get my attention.
"Yep the rain is gone! Now let's get you dry," I murmured to her. I placed her down on the couch in a motherly way and looked around for a blanket.
I stumbled across one on the chairs and turned to wrap it around the little girl, when I found that she had been standing behind me the whole time.
WOW she moves fast.
"Hey, why don't you go-" I stopped abruptly.
Katherine was completely dry. Completely dry! Not even a single drop of water was on the girl as she stood silently behind me.
I, of course, was still soaked down to my skin, and now it was my turn to shiver. Both from the cold, and my own fear.
"Y-your already dry," I choked out.
"Yeah! I hurried so we could all play house! We're so happy you decided to come back!" Katherine cheered.
My eyes widened. Trembling, I knelt down on one knee.
"Who's we Katherine," I whispered meekly.
"Your shaking mommy! Are you ok?" Katherine exclaimed.
"Who's we!" I cried desperately. Katherine only tilted her head.
Wait hold up. Did she just call me mommy?!
Suddenly, a loud screeching noise filled the room. The hair rose on the back of my neck as I gritted my teeth at the awful sound.
Katherine, stood still in front of me, unfazed.
"Freddy's home," she said softly, almost singing the two words.
Freddy. Freddy! Oh, SHIT!
"We gotta go. We gotta go now!" I told her. I grabbed her delicate hand and attempted to escape through the front door that I had purposely left open.
"Wait, wait! Ow! Piper your squeezing my hand too hard!" Katherine whined, trying to pull her hand out of my grasp.
"Just come on I'll let-"
The door slammed shut. Shut I tell you! And to make matters worse, the light bulb in the lamp quickly went out, engulfing us in darkness. I whipped my body around, trying to see through the murkiness.
A low chuckle filled the room. A laugh I knew all to well.
"Oh my god," I whispered, my eyes wide as saucers. I quickly pulled the little girl close to me, wrapping my arms around her little waist. I hovered over her protectively. Nothing was going to touch her.
"You know, you should probably be more worried for yourself than for the kid, Piper," a voice sneered from behind us.
I let out a frightened yelp, pushing Katherine forward and turned to face the nightmare man.
Ah huh. Yep, it was him all right. His sickly grin and malicious eyes were clearly visible in the darkness, as were the razors he carried on his right hand.
"Katherine run!" I yelled to her.
Hell, I knew I couldn't keep this guy at arms length for long. If I couldn't save myself then god be dammed I'd save little Katherine.
"But we can all play house now! We didn't even get to play a even a little bit last time," Katherine said, suddenly standing in between me and the man, her eyes staring up at me filled with hope.
The little girl wants to play? Now?! With him! I opened my mouth to refuse, but the man spoke first.
"Of course we can play! Now, why don't you run along upstairs while I talk to Pi- I mean eh...your mother for a minute," he said, a fake smile plastered on his face.
Oh he did not just say that!
"Ok Freddy!" The little girl yelled gleefully as she bounded up the stairs.
Alright, so the nightmare man is Freddy. I'd expected as much.
The ma- I mean Freddy, then turned his sick gaze onto my trembling form.
My eyes had adjusted some and I could see his arm extend out to me, but I shrunk away.
"Come closer bitch, I can hardly see you," he barked, taking a step closer towards me. It was one step too many.
I reached my hands behind me, my fingers desperately searching for anything to ram in his face.
My fingers grasped the lamp I had switched on earlier, and I swung it in front of me, holding it threateningly.
"I said, come here," he growled. His arm was still outstretched, waiting for me to obey. Ha! Yeah right!
"Fine!" I shouted.
I charged him. I freaking charged him with only a table lamp in my hands! Give the girl a prize! What a genius!
I quickly disregarded my thoughts, and I rammed that lamp square in his face causing him to let out a ferocious growl as he stumbled backwards.
Looking back on it, I couldn't tell if was either the dumbest thing I'd ever done, or the bravest. Whichever one it was didn't matter to me. I had gotten the first hit in!
"Piper 1, Freddy 0" I thought smugly. I kept the lamp in front of me as he regained his balance.
He looked at me with complete and utter shock that I'd actually hit him, but that didn't last long. His burned face deepened with hate, a murderous look in those black, black eyes.
"Oh, your dead now you whore," he seethed. He flexed his fingers on his right hand, extending the razors.
Definitely the dumbest thing I've ever done!
I swung the lamp at the same time he charged, but found that instead of shredding me to pieces, he was focused on tearing that lamp away from my grip.
I figured it out when it was already too late. We both had a hold of the lamp now, but with one jerk of his unclawed hand, I was sent tumbling to the floor.
Oh God! Why was I cursed with such weak muscles!
I scrambled backwards, flying back up on my feet, empty handed and he grinned as he carelessly threw the lamp over his shoulder.
His grin turned into that evil chuckle as he slowly walked towards me. With every step he took forward, I took one backwards, that is, until I felt the wall against my back.
"Oh how I missed you, little Piper," he snickered, the bladed glove extended towards my face.
He was maybe a couple arms distances away now, and I could see the triumphant smile he wore as if he'd already won the battle.
"Come on, come to Freddy," he encouraged, a sinister look sparkling in his eyes.
I was shaking hard now. I was deadlocked, but here's the thing. I was not an idiot. I wasn't like any of those girls in the horror movies who tried to run.
I wouldn't run. I didn't run! I did the only thing I was taught to do if I was ever caught in a situation like this.
I went for the throat.
An angry scream rippled out of my mouth as I lunged.
It was obvious he had already been bracing himself for my attack, and refused to fall to the ground. I wouldn't have it.
I kicked and clawed and squeezed as my hands wrapped around his throat, showing no mercy as I tried to get him on the ground.
Several grunts escaped his lips, and he tried to pry my fingers away with his own. His glove was raised above his head, threateningly as if to say, "Let go bitch, or I'll slice you to pieces!" But I wouldn't budge.
He hadn't cut me yet, which was surprising. Of course he threatened too, but never once had he actually cut me.
It seemed as though I was winning, but that was impossible. He was stronger than me, for one. Way stronger. And two, he beat me in height. Not to mention all the other crap he can do.
He was letting me win. But why?!
I was so focused on ripping his skin, I hadn't even noticed that his hand had wrapped itself around my own throat!
The oxygen was sucked right out of me as he applied pressure. A strangled scream filled the room as I frantically let go of him to try and free myself.
"Well your just full of surprises aren't you," he grinned.
My back slammed up against the wall as I felt my feet lift off the ground causing me to let out a desperate shriek.
I could barely see from the loss of oxygen, but I could feel the cool metal slide gently across my cheek.
I let out a "NNNACK!" in attempt to breathe and scream at the same time.
Freddy, however, found that incredibly amusing. His laugh was real, but still creepy enough to cause me to shiver.
"You, are just so much fun," he purred.
I began jerking around, desperate for release.
"I think I know a fun game we can play, just you and me" he smiled sickeningly. I tried to open my mouth a yell out a "NO!" but all I could muster was a soft wheeze.
The pressure was then released from my neck, to my delight, and I gasped, panting heavily.
The sudden relief was short-lived when I was shoved around, still by my neck. I screamed loudly with the new-found air as I was roughly pushed forward.
I stumbled head first straight for the broken t.v! I screamed again, squeezing my eyes shut.
Several seconds passed with a black nothingness.
Nothing? What?!
I cautiously opened my eyes to find myself on the ground in a rather small room. It was hardly furnished, with a large window directly in front of me, a pretty full length mirror to my right, and a small bed with blue velvet sheets to my left.
Oh my gosh where am I?! And why does this room look so familiar?!
I got to my feet, and took a hesitant step forwards.
"OW! Ow, shit!" I cried, falling back down to the ground.
I picked the small rock out of my bare foot, grumbling the whole time.
Wait. Wasn't I wearing my Uggs before?!
I had one moment of absolute stillness before racing to the mirror.
My reflection was someone that I knew well, but it wasn't myself.
I was barefoot, for starters, and was wearing an embarrassingly short blue dress that ended an inch below my mid-thigh. The bodice was the same color as the skirt and was incredibly tight. The top of it was a v-neck adorned with white lace, and the sleeves were see through, and flowed softly down to my wrists.
Though the dress was severely altered, Freddy got his point across.
I looked exactly like Briar Rose from Sleeping Beauty. The fact that I had blonde hair only made the resemblance more real.
My blood ran cold as I realized that this was the tower where Briar was kept when she was asleep.
The creaking of the door caused me to whirl around, almost breaking the mirror in the process.
Freddy stood in the doorway, staring at me intently. A rush of embarrassment flooded to my cheeks, realizing how exposed this dress made me feel.
"That dress.." he started, closing the door behind him, "was a very good idea," he purred.
I stopped breathing. Did he seriously just say that?!
Without thinking, I sprinted back to that mirror and pounded my fists into it until it shattered.
I frantically grabbed one of the shards with my bare hands and gripped it tightly.
I whimpered softy as it cut into my skin, the blood slowly dripping down my hand. I bit my lip, and held it threateningly in front of me, as I had done with the lamp.
"I don't think that's part of the story Briar," he said darkly. He was somehow closer now, but I didn't see him move.
"You just stay the fuck away from me!" I meant for it to come out strong, but sounded like a whimper more than anything. He only smiled, and flexed those knives once again.
Suddenly, I felt myself being lifted up off of the ground and into the air by an unseen force! I yelped in surprise, dropping the glass.
"Put me down!" I cried in shock.
I felt my back drop onto something soft, soon realizing that I had been placed on the bed. I sat up in a hurry, trembling.
That was NOT the ground!
The second I recovered from the shock of being flung around in the air, Freddy was all over me.
Both of his hands, the clawed and the left, went straight for my shoulders. Though he was careful not to cut me, he violently tried to wrestle me back down onto my back. I mustered several stubborn yelps in defiance, but of course that did me nothing but excite the man on top of me even more.
I was shaking so hard I could barely fight back, and soon ended up trapped underneath him, my arms pinned by his own beside my head.
I was beyond screaming.
Freddy smiled down at me wickedly. I think we both knew that he had won the battle.
"You put up a good fight, I'll give you that," he complimented sarcastically.
I opened my mouth to yell at him, but no words came out. I was completely frozen. I was frozen because I knew what was going to happen next. I just didn't want to believe it.
Gods it couldn't happen this way, it just couldn't! I was only seventeen, and about to lose my virginity.
His un-clawed hand then went to my hair, releasing one of my hands in the process. Even if I had the strength to move it, I knew I couldn't. That unseen force was now pushing on my arm, keeping it in place.
He moved on to gently stroking my hair before bringing it to his nose.
All I could do was watch in horror.
"Your hair smells nice," he purred, now twisting it around his fingers. My heart skipped a painful beat.
"Your not real," I whispered more to myself than to him. He only chuckled.
"You still believe that, little Briar? Even after our last little meeting once upon a dream?"
I made a silent vow to myself to never watch a Disney movie ever again.
"Oh, and what about the little momento you took with you?"
Wha-what was he talking about?!
I watched his eyes travel down to my upper arm. I followed his gaze, lifting my neck so I could see.
There, on the soft flesh of my arm was a large burn. It was incredibly red with little flecks of inflamed skin scattered around it.
What the HELL! Where did that even COME FROM?! And better yet, how had I not NOTICED?!
"The pipe!" I breathed in my mind. "I burned myself on the pipe!"
The realization slowly creeped in on me. This was real. He was real! My entire dream was real...OH MY GOD!
"It's funny how these things work out, isn't it Briar?" Freddy asked. He obviously knew that I'd figured it out, probably on the account of how wide my eyes were.
"Your the real bitch, you know that," I spat. His mood darkened within the second.
"What was that?" He growled.
My face paled, and I reluctantly zipped my mouth shut.
"That's right." His clawed hand then moved down to my neck, brushing against it gently. I jerked back in surprise. A laugh almost slipped out, but I narrowed it down to a giant smile on my face with difficulty.
Anyone who knew me knew that my neck was SUPER ticklish and SUPER off-limits.
Freddy, however, didn't seem to want to follow that rule. Instead, he only moved the knives to cover my entire neck.
Normally, this would have petrified me, and maybe it did. But I was laughing too hard to pay any mind to it.
"Stop! Stop it! STOP!" I cried between bursts of laughter. Tears ran freely down my cheeks I was laughing so hard, although, I was pretty sure the only reason Freddy continued was because he knew it was agonizing to be laughing this hard for so long.
I then felt the knives withdraw from my flesh, the laughter stopping immediately. I took in a few gulps of oxygen, and I slowly began to calm down.
However, as I did, I felt my fear creeping back and trickling into my head. The "what if" factors returned as well as I slowly remember the predicament I was so helplessly in.
"A little sensitive, aren't we," Freddy snickered. "I'll have to remember that."
I then felt his left hand move down to my restrained wrist, squeezing it making me wince.
"Your bleeding," he observed.
He began to crush my wrist mercilessly, and I could feel the blood dripping out of the gash in my hand. Freddy, being the gentleman that he was, ever so graciously bent down and began to lick the blood away.
The liquid fear poured down my face at his incredibly bold and perverted move. He took this opportunity to move his mouth to my cheek, drinking in my salty tears.
This erupted a loud scream from me, as did many more.
However, I thought he would just enjoy the sound of my screams as he usually did, but now he seemed worried. He moved away quickly, looking almost irritated up at the ceiling. A low snarl broke free of his mouth.
"You really think your snot nosed little brother can wake you up?" He snapped down at me.
Brother? BROTHER!
"Matt! MATT! Wake me up, Matt please wake me up!" I sobbed.
"Quit crying you stupid little shit!" Freddy bellowed down at me, only making more frightened whimpers break loose.
"MATT!" I screamed desperately.
The world around me started to spin, my vision growing blurry. I could barely feel Freddy's weight pinning me down as I felt like slipping in and out of consciousness.
A roar of anger filled my spinning head. "You can't stay awake forever! You'll have to sleep sometime girl! And when you do, I'll-"
I never heard the rest.
The spinning silently stopped as I found myself sitting up back in bed. My bed. I let out a soft wail.
Matt, dorky annoying Matt, had become my hero today. He was standing by my bed with one hand on my shoulder, his vibrant green eyes shadowed with concern.
I clenched my left hand, which was still bleeding, and ran my right one through my hair.
No words were exchanged between me and my brother, but I let myself be tugged out of bed, and led away down the hall.
One of Matt's hands rested in mine while the other draped across my shoulders, steadying me.
We entered Matt's room silently, careful not to wake anyone. He quietly shut the door behind us, and gently let go of me.
I stood, trembling, in the middle of the room submerged in darkness, until I felt my brother's hand once again.
He pushed something soft into my hands and soon realized it was a sleeping bag. I rolled it out onto the floor and waited for Matt to climb into his bed before I got back into mine.
To my surprise, Matt actually climbed into the sleeping bag! He urged me to do the same.
My heart swam with joy as I huddled under the warm blanket next to Matt, absorbing his secured warmth.
Even though I was insanely comfortable, I did not sleep. Fuck that. I would not sleep until I figured out what the hell was going on!
I would not sleep until I figured out why Freddy was so obsessed with toying with my mind, and unfortunately, my body.
A/N: SO SO SO sorry about the long wait for this chapter! I just wanted it to be super perfect!
I think that this was the longest chapter I've ever written! Over 4,000 words I think. Ah whatever, the longer the better! Plus, I really didn't feel like splitting up Piper's nightmare into two parts.
Again, thanks so much to those who've decided to read! Also, if any of you guys out there have some suggestions please let me know. Reviews are always welcome!
See you guys soon! (Hopefully:P)