Ch. 4- NightmareA Chapter by Amber DanielDays Missing:
5
1:10:36 AM Zane "No!" I'm gasping for air. I jolt up in my bed,
my hands grasping at thin air. I get a hold of my surroundings, my mind
slipping back into reality. The sheets are soaked with sweat and my body is
racked with shakes. I try to catch my breath. This happens every night now, and
every night, it's the same nightmare. I'm in a room. There are no doors or windows.
It’s dark, and the air is damp, as if underground. The walls are made of some
kind of brick, the floor of concrete. I look around and I am alone. Suddenly, I see her standing there, ripped
clothes hanging off her shoulders, dirt smeared on her face. Blood slowly drips
down the side of her face. There are scratches on her chest. She looks at me, pure fear swimming in
her eyes. I try to go to her, but my feet are frozen in place. Her gaze slowly
turns from me to something else. I follow her gaze, and there's a man standing
there in the shadows. There’s something about him that seems…familiar. His tall
figure and dark hair remind me of someone. Someone from my past. He looks at me
with red eyes, pure evil seeping from them, baring his teeth. He smirks, evil
tugging at the corner of his thin lips, and then turns toward Alexandria, prowling
towards her. She starts screaming my name. "Zane! Zane
please help me! “ I tug at my legs, but they won't budge.
Her scream splits my ears and my heart in two. I stand there, helpless, as the
man reaches her and grabs her tiny arms, her screams ringing in my head. Tears
fall down my face as he overcomes her. I scream at him to stop. Then I wake up. Tossing the sheets onto the floor, I
throw my legs over the side. Putting my face in my hands, I try to gather
myself. It doesn't work. I finally break down, bursting into tears. Questions
begin filling my head. Why wasn't I
strong enough? Why couldn't
I save her? Why did they
take her? Are they
hurting her? Is she alive? All my emotions come spilling out of me,
and I scream at the wall, clenching my fists. I fall to my knees, tears falling
down my face. Why can’t I find her? She’s
been gone for five days. Everyone has been searching everywhere. We’ve been
going to hideouts and asking other gangs if they know anything. Why can’t I find her? I grab the nearest
object and throw it at the wall. It crashes into pieces, along with my heart. I hear something light drop to the floor.
I turn my head and catch a glimpse of gold. It’s the necklace. Her necklace. I
reach for it, my arms feeling like lead. I stare at the charm. I bring it to my
face and clasp it around my neck. The tiny metal feels cold against my hot
skin. Sleep suddenly cascading over me like a blanket; I crawl back into bed,
turning onto my side. I close my eyes, and her image fills my mind. My tense
body finally relaxes, with thoughts of her to put me asleep. © 2013 Amber DanielReviews
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