Nightmares

Hypnotism

I crawled out of bed exhausted like usual but oddly clear, my mind seemed less muddled and more awake. It was an odd sensation. My eyes still stung and felt like closing, but I knew sleep wouldn't come, so I opted for coffee and a bagel. I walked into the common area; Jacob was sitting there as was the chipper Texas girl. I smiled "Morning." They smiled back, Jacob jumped up "Hey, so did you sleep well?" I laughed, "Its five am, what do you think?" he nodded. "Yeah, I've been up since two, me either. You wanna go down and get food?" "It's probably not open yet." "Yeah, I guess your right. I always forget about that when I come to these things." I sighed "How many of these sleep studies have you been to?" "Hmm, including this one 16." I looked at him shocked "Wow, and they still haven't figured out what they can do for you?" he shook his head solemnly.

I walked over to the coffee machine and poured a cup; a pot was already made. It was strong, just how I liked it.

I cradled the cup in my hands, soaking up the heat from the mug. Jacob sat beside me, "So why do you have problems sleeping?" I shrugged "No clue, nightmares I guess." "Wow really. What kind of nightmares." "people dying mostly." he choked on his coffee "Wow that's intense." I nodded "I guess." "So other than Anime what do you enjoy?" I laughed "what?" he smiled, "Hobbies, stamp collecting, reading fitness you know hobbies." "ha I don't really have any I'm to tired to do s**t most days. I go to work, I come home, eat, water my plants and try to sleep a full night. I guess once in awhile I draw. That could be a hobby I suppose." "You draw, what do you draw?" "My nightmares. Actually, I was told to keep a sleep journal in one of the other sleep studies I was in. Well, it's easier for me to draw my dreams rather than trying to explain them, so that's what I do." "Can I see them one day?"I looked at him quizzically. "You know I don't live here right. I mean in Boston." he nodded "I know you told me." It didn't seem to bother him in the slightest. "So, what are your Hobbies?" I asked, he seemed surprised at the question. "What's that look?" he chuckled a little "Well I didn't think you'd ask you seem kind of closed off. "I chuckled "meh people don't usually put up with my s**t for too long so I quit trying I guess." now it was his turn to look at me like he had a question. "What do you mean?" "the nightmares, they've been happening since I was a baby, a lot of sleepless nights for my parents the many parents I've had. Most of them just got sick of the therapists and the screaming fits at night so they quit." "Oh, I'm sorry." "Meh, it's over now, I live on my own, no one left to abandon me now except myself, right! Anyway, that's why I don't bother getting too attached to anyone and seem to be closed off right." I shrugged "Well they all just sound like losers to me." "Ha thanks. They mostly were."

A few hours later, the doctor came out of his office. We were all sitting around the common area chatting and watching the news. There was a new super bug on the loose in Boston, and here we were at the hospital where all the sick people would be. Great, maybe I will catch it and die! At least the nightmare would finally be over.

"Alright everyone, I'm going to start interviews. Then, around seven pm, we were going to go down to the fourth floor. The doctor called us one by one around noon. He finally called me in. "Hi Rose, I called you last cause were going to spend a bit longer with you today. I'm going to try some hypnotism. If that's alright. I know you've had this done before but I would like some first hand knowledge of what's happening in your mind." I shuddered remembering the last time, I was eight and the nightmare was so bad I screamed for 5 hours straight until I lost my voice. That's the day my third set of foster parents decided I wasn't the child for them.

"Uhm, I don't think that's a great idea Doc." "Why is that?" "Cause once I close my eyes, I don't have any control over what's happening. People might hear me screaming or something crazy." "You'll be fine. This room is soundproof just like all the other rooms on this floor." "OK, but don't say I didn't warn you." he smiled, there was a soft knock on the door. He got up, god he was sexy, the way he moved was graceful, almost exotic and dream- like. I had to wonder if my eyes were spot on with the lustful stares of the other girls.

He opened the door, there stood an older woman in her forties, I would imagine, quite beautiful herself. He smiled, "Rose, this is Francis, my colleague. She will be joining us for this session." "Uh hi." I smiled "Ok just go lay on the couch and we'll start. I was already tired, so it was easy for me to fall into a hypnotic state easily.

The cement was still wet from the rain that had just fallen; I was impatiently waiting for my lover, tapping my heel on the wet ground. The smell of fresh fallen rain was invigorating. I loved it. He knew I hated waiting. I paced around looking from here to there, waiting for him to make an appearance. I knew he would be there soon. He hated disappointing me. He stole my heart the moment we met and I stole his, we had a connection that neither one of us could explain. When we touched, sparks flew, blood boiled and there was an urge in the pit of my stomach. A longing I had never felt with any other man.

A voice came out of the shadows "Where are you." I thought as I looked around once more hmm where was I? "Waiting outside an old theater, it looks closed. The cars driving by are old, like 1940's roadsters and mustangs." I looked in the window of the theater. My hair was dirty blonde, loose pin curls with a bob, my eyes the same pale blue, almost grey. Arms reached around my waist, holding me tight. Warmth spreads through my whole body like fire in my veins, instantly making my legs quiver. "Hi love, have you been waiting long?" I turn, keeping his arms in place. I wrap my arms around his neck. I pout a little. "Too long." Oh god his touch makes me melt "Awe, I'm sorry, work kept me a little longer than expected." I looked into his eyes, it's him. I recognize his soul, my heart begins to race, I want to be with him forever. I want to never let him go; I want him in every life, every minute, every second. I can't breathe without him. I don't know how I survive the beginning of my life without him.

He takes my hand and leads me into the theater, "What's this?" I ask "I bought it today. "You bought the theater?" I laugh "it was the first place we met. I had no choice. They were going to close it and tear it down." I smiled "Aww you're such a romantic." He smiled seductively "Only for you love." I smiled again, I never wanted to lose this man ever, my heart flipped with joy just being around him.

We walked around the theater and he showed me his ideas for the place. When we were done, he swooped me up into his arms bridal style and pressed his lips into mine. My arms reached around his neck, my fingers in his hair.

My heart raced, how kissing alone could make me this insane was a complete mystery. He sits on the red couch in the concession area and I straddled his waist the pin skirt I was wearing bunched up a bit higher on my thighs than I liked, but when I was with this man, I lost all inhibitions. I shook with anticipation, I could feel the longing, the ache in my lower region.

I pressed my lips into his and pulled the clips out of my hair, making it fall around him. I looked into his eyes, need, lust projected into my soul. I knew he wanted me. I put my hand on his chest, his heart was going as wild as mine. He slipped his hand under my skirt and ran his finger on the outside of my panties. I jumped a little at his touch but I knew I would only be his no matter what,, he slid his finger under the side of my panties, pulling them aside so he could feel the heat that he had started. I stared into his eyes, as he touched me, watching every expression pass.

His finger ran along my c**t slowly, making me moan with pleasure. I bit my bottom lip, my cheeks reddened; I wanted this man forever, even if it meant I would have to live the same life for all of time. How could love feel this powerful? I've had boyfriends before but never in my wildest dreams could I ever have imagined that this is what true love felt like. I really believed that we would feel this way for eternity. He slipped his finger in me, making me gasp. I wanted more, I wanted it all just once. I stood up and unbuttoned my white cotton shirt slowly as he watched, his eyes full of lust, he took his shirt off. My heart raced. I took the rest of my clothes off, letting them fall in a pile around my feet. He did the same. This man's body was drool worthy. I think I may have even had to wipe the corner of my mouth.

I walked over to him, he jumped off the couch, meeting me half way. He gabbed my ass and lifted me onto him. I wrapped my legs around him, he kissed me deeply, I could feel his hardness touching my ass, he reached under and slid himself into me. I almost exploded right there, my insides were throbbing with his touch. He slid the rest of the way in making me moan with pleasure. I opened my eyes to see him watching me. "I love you." I whispered in his ear. He moaned instantly, making me c*m. His voice, his grunts of pleasure made my body pulse, I could feel every cell in my body reacting to his touch and slight noise.

He slid in and out a couple more times making me shiver with pleasure until he exploded all inside me. He walked back to the red couch and sat down with me still wrapped around him tightly. "I love you too," he whispered. I thought I could die happy now. I reached around the back of the couch, grabbing my clutch. A single tear rolled down my cheek, he wiped it away. "Its ok."

I slid the gun out and pulled the trigger. The man I loved was dead once again. This time I will not go on. I could not go on again. I pointed the gun at myself and pulled the trigger.

I shot up off the couch, tears streaming down my cheeks. I looked at the two doctors that sat opposite of me, their faces red a tear running down the woman's cheek.