Nightmare

CHAPTER 15

"R-raze?" I said in astonishment when he continued to face me.

I'm confused. There's a lot of questions running through my mind at this time. Questions that even can be answered this time, I still don't want to understand it.

"Zayn," he called my name while smiling. His formerly mysterious face has been replaced by sarcasm and demonism. "Surprise?" he asked sarcastically.

"What's the meaning of this Raze?" I asked him. I still don’t understand, and I don’t want to understand it. I trusted him, and I shouldn't have trusted him in the first place. Stupid, Zayn.

"You still don't understand?" he asked with a laugh as he put his hands in the pocket of the jacket he was wearing.

"So all this time you're just playing dumb with me?" I asked him, I can't believe this. "You just fooled me," I added.

"Wait," he said first then laughed it off. Now he's literally one of those bullshits. "It's not my fault if you let yourself fooled by me Zayn. You really are stupid."

My blood boils because of what he said. Damn it. I'm really a fool.

"So you really have a sweet sugar on your lips but a venom in your heart." I said loudly.

He smirked. "Oh I take it as a compliment. Thanks," he added. Jerk.

"What do you want?" I asked him with a boring tone of my voice.

"I don't know that you're not just a fool, you're also stupid." he said with a sly grin on his face. "Of course we want you to suffer here in your dreams Zayn. Forever. Is that answer answer your question already?" he added.

"I'm sorry, I won't let you do it." I said then hurriedly turned around to open the door but I suddenly jumped in panic when suddenly a knife hit the door knob of the door so I could not touch it completely.

I turned to Raze and was shocked to look around. I just noticed that we were in the kitchen storage room. All the kitchen utensils were there, so I wouldn't be surprised where he got the knife he was holding.

"I told you I want you to suffer, Zayn. Now that I have you in my hands I will not let you go any further. I myself will give you a taste of misery and suffering." he said. I feel the nervousness and fear that animates my body. How can I even fight with this innocent face of him. In that innocent face, you also have a demon hidden inside.

"I also said I wouldn't give that chance to you, so be tough there!" I shouted at him and took a large pot on my side and threw it at him. Good thing it hit his stomach. So I hurried to open the door and run away.

But I had not even gone far when I suddenly felt a sharp object piercing my legs causing me to stop running. I slowly looked down behind me and to my great surprise there was a knife stuck in the back of my legs.

I swallowed as I slowly pulled out the knife stuck in it. I could see the blood running down my leg. s**t.

My hands were shaking while holding that knife, I didn't even get it completely when I suddenly felt someone grab my hair and at the same time it was pulling me hard so that I couldn't pull out the knife that was stuck in my legs. Damn it.

"You can't run away from me Zayn." he said softly in my ear as he continued to drag me into an empty hotel room.

The lights there was turned off, but still bright when viewed. There was a chair there in the very middle of the room. He forced me to sit there, I was shocked when he took a tie from his pants pocket.

Hah! All this time that was really his plan, I was just a fool and I believed in his useless words.

"What are you doing?" I said annoyingly to him as I watched him adjust the rope he was holding.

"What do you think?" he answered in a question way.

I rolled my eyes on him. There's really an evil snake hidden inside him. It's just funny to think that he himself exposed me for the truth. I don't understand him, what is his motive? After he tells me everything about this dream, he will betray me? Is this stupid thing?

"How's that Zayn? Your time is coming to an end." he said then went behind me to tie me up. "You'll wait here, sitting, tied up until sunrise. You'll suffer for life." He said while laughing, he's crazy.

"I won't let that happen," I told him as I looked straight into his eyes. In this case, something seems to have changed. The familiar eyes that I first saw on Raze were gone. I don't understand why. Maybe because he's different, he's not like me anymore. He is now a demon. "You're the one who said, this is my dream. I have my own mind, I can control what can happen around me. I can lucid dream. So I will not let your plans happen." I added.

"The question is," he said as he pulled something out of the back of his pants. Knife. I stared at him in shock as I watched him playing with the knife in his hands. "If you can still control everything."

I smirked. "I've done that a few times, why not?"

"Well, let's see." he said. There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice, I couldn't understand him. "But for now, let me slowly give you a taste of the beginning of your suffering." he added.

He slowly approached me then knelt so that we were equal until I felt a sudden pain in my legs. f**k!

Only now did I notice that the knife he stabbed me with was still stuck there. I saw that he barely touched it, I thought he was going to take it but he put more pressure on the piercing in my legs, damn it!

"Arrgghh !!! Stop it !!" I cried out in great pain. I sobbed as tears flowed from my eyes. You shameless Raze, f**k you!

"Does it hurt Zayn?" he asked me sarcastically as he slowly pulled out the knife stuck in my legs. Damn it! I know he meant to slow it down so that I could really feel the pain.

While I was relieving the pain from what he was doing I also tried to move my hands from the tie. I just can't pleased him. This is my dream, I can lucid dream. Especially now when I'm with you Raze. I can lucid dream when I'm with you, I just have to touch you.

My jaw tightened as he finally pulled the knife out of my legs. I can feel the sweat dripping from my forehead, from my cheeks to my chest.

I chased after my breath as I watched him get up from his knees. I met his deep gaze.

He came even closer to me and then pointed the knife he was holding at my forehead. He moved it slowly as if he was writing it on my skin.

"What the f**k Raze stop it !!" I shouted at his face as he struggled. As I felt the pain of the wounds on my face I continued to untie my hands from the tie. "Please ... Raze stop it ..." I begged him with loud sobs. He's too much, he's being heartless. I know there is still kindness left in his heart.

As I just saw him for the first time, I know he's different. Whatever the reason for his stubbornness now, that's what I don't know.

For now, I need to be firm. Be brave even when I face death. I have only one thing to think about, I have to wake up whatever it takes.