Nightmare

A nightmare I had...

 

Nothing. Everywhere, there was nothing but darkness. The world, the universe, was empty, devoid of any sign of light, or life. One lone girl stands in the middle of the vacuum like area. Her medium length auburn hair is not stirred by any wind, nor are her unoriginal brown eyes gleaming with hope, or desperation. She stands there, motionless, in her long sleeved black shirt and light blue jeans, embracing the silence.

There is not a name for what she is feeling, as she stands in the vast space of this blank land. There is no description for it. To call it yearning would be like calling the ocean water. To say she’s filled with pain is like telling a bird it can fly. Whatever this feeling is, it shoves her inside itself and she can’t measure its boundaries because they go too far and she doesn’t have enough time. Or she moves towards the boundaries, and they move away. There has been an earthquake in her life.

A tall figure emerged from deep within the darkness. As it advances towards her, she can make out the detail of this person. The boy stops in front of her, towering over her short height. His medium dirty blonde hair fell forward like a veil when he looked down on the girl. Putting on hand on her shoulder, he stared into her eyes.

“You’re hurting.”

She looked into those hazel eyes. Even now, they haunt her mind, staring into her, peering at her soul. She shifted in her spot, uneasy under his gaze.

“I am.”

“You don’t want to hurt do you?”

Those eyes, the color all too well memorized, dug for the truths, secrets, kept within her shell. His concerned smile tricked her, giving her the false pretense of protection.

“No…I…I don’t want this anymore.”

“Do you love him?”

Hazel clouded her sight. It’s everything around her, as she stares up at the boy. The sky, the ground, and the nothingness around her: all hazel.

“I…y-yes…”

“He’s there for you.”

Understanding hides in the hazel forest of their surroundings. His eyes burn a hole within the girl, pulling out her hidden self. She moves slightly closer to him, not wanting to feel the cold pain growing inside her as they spoke.

“I know…I just…”

“You don’t want to be hurt again.”

Soft locks of dirty blond hair cover the hazel eyes slightly, veiling the impact on her small childlike figure. As she looked to this boy, this new stranger she trusted so well, tear swelled her unoriginal brown eyes.

“…Right.”

“I can take it away…the pain. Do you want that?”

A promise held on the chapped lips of this boy. Like honey dripping from its jar, the words trickle down, and please her eardrums. Hope revealed itself for a moment within her.

“Yes, please…take this pain away.”

“As you wish.”

Pearl white teeth punctured the creamy skin of her nape. Numbness filled her body as colors surrounded her, swallowing her up in their giddy parade. It was as if she were high on life.

Then she saw her lover, but he kept walking farther and farther away, down the black tunnel, away from her... So she ripped away from the boy. In an attempt to run towards her love, she stumbled, and he was gone. The girl screamed out as she fell into darkness. Standing in the emptiness, she started to cough up her own ruby blood.

Soon there was blood everywhere. She knelt down, screaming, crying, and bleeding. Her screams and cries were brutally loud as she stabbed herself repeatedly with a silver dagger which appeared from nowhere. The girl was losing the numbness, and she craved for more of it. Feeling the defeat, she screamed about how she wanted the pain to leave her, and not her love. She cried over how she lost her love, how she now had nothing. Hopelessly, she prayed for everything to be better, even though she knew it wouldn't be. Then the all too trusted stranger walked forward to where she was kneeling, bleeding profusely on the floor. He took the dagger for her shaking hands, and helped her to her feet.

“You lied to me...”

“Did I? I told you I could take it away.”

His hazel eyes once again paralyzed the girl, but she wouldn’t let them win. She wanted answers; she didn’t want to give them anymore.

“...why is he gone...?”

“You wished for no pain.”

His smirk caught her off guard. As her blood stilled poured slowly from her body like molasses, the stranger's hazel eyes taunted her.

“Yes...I did...but...I love him...”

“ Wouldn't it be great if you could live alone?”

His hair veiled his face as he looked to the sky, as its nothingness stirred into a twilight. His height towered her own, and she had no way of reading his hazel eyes for meaning.

“...W-what?”

“You wouldn't hurt anyone. Nor would you get hurt.”

Once again his hazel eyes met with the unoriginal brown color of her own. Her shoulders slumped, for she had no answer. His words consumed her thoughts.

“...”

“You're hurting.”

She looked into those hazel eyes. They still haunted her mind, staring into her, peering at her fragile soul. Looking away, she swallowed a scream that caught itself in her throat.

“….I am.”

“You don’t want to hurt do you?”

Hazel. Hazel. Nothing but hazel, the color was memorized, engraved into her thoughts. Once more, it dug for the truths, secrets, kept within her shell. His little smirk phased her ability to think straight, giving her the false pretense of safety.

“No…but…I want him.”

“Do you love him?”

“...yes!”

The girl grew nauseated from the hazel as it overwhelmed her sense of vision. The boy’s eyes burn a hole within her, pushing her away. Quickly she turned away from him, wanting nothing to do with his trickery.

“How much do you love him?”

She paused, wind stirring her hair, as the nothingness slowly lifted.

“…Enough to give up everything just to protect him...enough to die alone if it meant he'd no longer suffer...”

“Look over there.”

He points over and there's her lover, in pain. He’s not bleeding, or anything, but he’s mentally depressed, broken. Like glass, he starts to shatter into a million pieces. The girl screams out his name, but he doesn't reply. Still bleeding, she coughs up more blood. Slowly, she’s dying. Blood is leaking from all over her. She looks to the stranger and begs him to make it stop.

“I can take this all away.”

The girl just stares at him, tears mixing with blood.

“Just say the word, and I'll end his suffering. I can take away your pain...if you just trust in me.”

“...please...”

“As you wish.”

And he killed her. Slowly. He ripped every last vein out of her childlike body. One by one, the stringy cords slid from within her skin. He watched the life leave her eyes. Blood exploded everywhere. The girl’s skin was shredded by his strength. It was the worst death ever. There was guts and blood and skin and broken bones everywhere. It was a gory battlefield, fit for chaos. The stranger didn’t stop destroying her until there was only one organ still left intact. It was her heart. The stranger picked up her still beating heart. Holding it outwards, he watched as it beat for the last time. He then licked it, tasting the blood, stood with it still in his hands and walked down the endless black tunnel. The girl’s lover came into view, no longer broken, as if he never shattered. He asked the stranger where she was.

“You're worried.”

“I am...”

Both boys were of the same height, their eyes staring through each other, neither gaining any information.

“What does she mean to you?”

“...why do you ask?”

A game of tag formed as each boy threw a question back and forth between on another.

“Would you sacrifice your life for hers?”

“...where is she...? What did you do to her?!”

The lover grew angry, gripping the stranger by the coat. The stranger in response smirked, still holding the girl’s dead heart, which the lover had yet to notice.

“Do you love her?”

“...yes.”

The stranger removed himself from the lover’s grip, shaking his head slightly. His hazel eyes peered into the lover’s own blue eyes, but phased the boy not. Veiling his face with his dirty blond hair, the stranger smirked.

“Then hold her heart close with you, because she gave up her existence to save you from suffering.”
Then he gave the lover her heart and it exploded on contact. The boys both disappear in the explosion of blood. The nothingness had turned full twilight, only to be masked in a red death by the girl’s own precious rubies…