Nightmares

My Reality

My eyes popped open, I sat up in the bed and looked around. Everyone was sleeping soundly; Roma with her mouth hanging open and a little drool sliding down the corner of her mouth, Mark smiling widely at something hes dreaming about.

I felt my shoulder it was sore but there was no hole. I reached for a glass of water, I couldn't go back to sleep, there's no way I wanted to go back to dealing with that crazy man. I couldn't believe he tried to kill me. I had really thought we had a bond of some sort, i remember things that we shared. I remembered him. I tossed and turned for a few minutes trying to at least look like I was going to bed.

A voice came over the intercom it crackled heavily "Rose are you having trouble sleeping?" I nodded a couple minutes later Dr Hades entered the room, "Did you have a nightmare?" I nodded are you going to be able to get back to sleep?" I nodded again. There's no way I was letting him poke me with any needles I rolled away from him facing the others and closed my eyes, I was dizzy and shaky my eyes were heavy, I lifted my hand it was there but seemed to be fading. I felt like I was on something.

I sat up and looked at him, he smiled that's when the realization came that there was no water there before I fell asleep in the first place. "shit..." I mumbled, he looked at me weary "Its ok just lay down." "You don't understand he's trying to kill...." I mumbled, I couldn't stay awake any longer.

I was in an office; someone was sitting at a desk. It was him the one with the beautiful dark eyes and burning touch. The one I couldn't help but love and hate; the one I wanted to melt into and give myself completely. He's sad, it breaks my heart knowing he's hurting, he's longing for someone, it annoys me to think he longs for another. I want him to only want me, my cheeks blush at the thought. I can feel the heat in me spread through my whole being.

I walk to the desk, he won't see me, I was wrong. He looked right at me. He jumps up from his desk and comes rushing towards me making me back up tripping on the rug that's curled up a bit in the corner. "Oh shit." He grabs my hand pulling me to him before I fall to the floor.

Our bodies crash into one another he topples back into his desk. He's warm, the heat from his body penetrates my soul. I want to nuzzle my body into his, I want to be as close as I can get to the warmth that threatens to take over my body. I look up and touch his face, our eyes meet. There's something behind them, a longing, sadness, fear, lust; I've never been this close to a man before, I've never wanted someone this much in my whole life. I can feel him get excited with my touch, my heart starts thumping loudly, my cheeks flush. I feel braver in this dream than I do in reality. I know in reality I would never be this bold, I've never had the courage to touch someone like I touch him. I look in he eyes and I know he accepts me for me. Nightmares and all, I have a feeling he suffers himself from something similar. I want him and I know he wants me, I'm the one hes longing for, i can feel it.

"Where are you?" he looks agitated "Where are you?" I look around "Uhh... right here..." he shakes his head "No where's your body girl?" I back up, instantly feeling cold without him. Oh no "I'm sleeping, again aren't I? Of course I'm dreaming." he was getting mad "Where are you?" he shouts "No, I can't tell you. Why am I dreaming about you?" I question "just please tell me where you are." he's deflated "at the hospital..." a look of horror crosses his face. "Wake up!" he screamed "I can't..." I look at the floor. He lifts my chin with his finger sending chills through my body. The look in his eyes scream love.

"Can I ask you... Do you want me dead too?" I ask, he was hesitant to answer that question which told me all I needed to know. I backed up from him "What did I ever do to you? Why am I being tortured! How could a person that I have so much connection to want me dead? I know you feel it. I remember things about you, your touch. I remember things. I feel... I feel like we belong together, I've never believed in soulmates but when I see you, when you touch me, I believe." I yelled, he looked sad but I knew he wanted me dead, he seemed conflicted. My mind screamed escape!

I shivered and backed out of the room, he just stood there. I ran from him down the stairs and out onto the street. I could feel eyes on me everywhere, I ran until I couldn't run anymore which led me to a beach in the middle of no where.

I sat in the sand, aaannnd there he was on his pale horse, at least I would have a nice place to die. He started to charge, I jumped to my feet. His horse bucked up and he jumped in the air they melded into one. He was wearing a cloak of white with a hood, his scythe was pale and had an engraving of a horse on the blade. He ran at me sand shooting up from behind his feet almost like he was moving in slow motion but not. The waves were loud in my ears crashing against the shore. The air had a salty taste to it, the breeze was cool but wet. My knees bent getting ready to dodge his first attack. He swung the scythe I ducked and rolled to the right. Jumping to my feet I pulled the blade out of thin air, the blade he was going to plunge into my heart just a dream before.

The blade felt like it was meant to be in my hand, like we had a past, like it was more than just a blade it was sentient it could feel me and I could feel it. He swung again I leaned back watching the scythe pass my face by mere inches, I ran at him blade in hand. I didn't want to kill him but I didn't want to die either. It was my life or his.

My eyes shot open, my breathing was labored, sweat pouring down my face but I felt more energized than ever before. Everyone was gone, I felt like I was living two different lives one in my dreams and one right now in my waking state. The problem was they weren't mutually exclusive the people that haunted my dream were also in my waking life and I think they had the same goal and that was my death. "f**k that!"

My reality was that I was wanted dead no matter where i was and in both realities i could be killed.