2 Episode 2- Nightmares (2/2)
Suddenly, Cole walks back in. ”Dang it!” He slams the door.
”What is it?” I say walking to him.
”No one is home!” He kicks the sofa.
”I figured...” I sigh. ”Where do you think everyone is?”
”Don't know...” He takes a deep breath. ”Izzy....”
I look up at him. ”Yes?” 'What was it now?'
”I think I may know...” He looks at me. ”I think though.” He goes to sit on the love seat.
I follow him. ”Where do you think they went? I mean right now the only people around are me, you and those maniacs messing with us.” I sit next to him.
He rubs his head. ”I know...but I know what happened to my mom and sister...” He looks up at me.
'Did he know something I didn't?' I pat his shoulder.
”Wh-when I woke up this morning...I saw...” He takes a deep breath. ”I saw a light coming from outside...I ran to wake my mom up but when I entered her room I saw her pointing....pointing at me. And beside her was my little sister. She was also pointing at me...their eyes were glowing white....same as their mouths..”
'OMG! My dream! My dream had people pointing at me with their mouths an eyes glowing.' I shake my head. ”Cole...are you sure you saw this?” 'I needed to know if he was telling the truth. Even if it was fake why was it still so much like my dream?'
He looks at me. ”It's the truth..I didn't want to say anything about it because I thought it was all a dream...I woke up next to my mom's bed. Their was a note from her saying that she was going to visit my aunt for the week.”
”Cole...I had a dream just like that...everything you just said happened to me! I was dreaming and I was on another planet. There were people staring at me...they were huge...they pointed at me with their mouths an eyes glowing.” I take a deep breath. 'He now knows. Hopefully it helps both of us with whatever is happening....'
He hugs me. ”Don't worry. Whatever is happening I promise to protect you no matter what!”
I laugh a little. ”Thank you..but” I pull away. ”I can manage”
He rolls his eyes as he smiles. ”Sureee”
I punch his arm. ”Hey!”
Suddenly, Max starts to bark. We both stand.
”Max...” I go upstairs when Cole grabs my arm.
”Wait...” he quickly runs to the kitchen and comes back with two knives. ”Just in case..”
I nod as I take one of the knives. 'So happy my dad's a chef!'
We both start to head up the stairs. 'We were ready this time! No matter what Max was barking at we were ready to attack' We make it to the top.
I look over at Cole. ”Be careful..” I whisper.
He nods and mouths ”You too”
We search the whole upstairs, finding nothing.
I walk out of my parents room. ”Nothing...” I sigh.
Cole walks out of my brothers room. ”Same..”
I look around. ”Maybe Max was just barking at something else?” I look down at him.
Max looked at us, with his tongue hanging out.
I smile.
”Hey..” Cole says sighing.
I look at him. ”Hmm?”
”You know how you said you kept having that weird dream?...” He swallows hard.
I nod. ”Yeah?”
He takes a deep breath. ”I have the same nightmare...”
I freeze. 'How was this possible? Me and Cole couldn't have the same dream! Unless it means something...' ”That's it!” I say out loud.
Cole jumps when I yell.
I realize I said that out loud.
”Is what?” He says with a confused face.
”It's my dream! Or our dream..But whatever it is it means something. Or it's a sign!” I walk to my room. Cole follows.
”So you're saying that our dreams are connect to all this?” He raises a brow.
”Yes..” I rubbish through some papers on my desk. ”Yes!” I pull out a small notebook.
”How's that going to help?” He asks concerning.
I flip it open. ”Ever since those dreams started happening I kept notes of when they occurred...” I flipped through the pages. 'If this dream really meant something than this was our only hope..' ”Found it!” I stop at a page with only a few words written on it. ”This was the first time I had that dream..well third..I didn't really know what it was until I kept having it over an over.” I show the notebook to Cole. ”See.” I point to the beginning. ”I started having these dreams about a year ago. But before than I never even thought of it. The beginning of the note is dated November 12, 2015.”
”My dreams didn't start until a month ago...” He flips the pages.
”Well still. It has to mean something....” I try to think of how all this relates to everything else.
”It doesn't matter...” he places the book on the desk. ”We need to figure out why it's all happening and this dream is not our answer” He walks to the door.
”Where are you going now?” I say crossing my arms.
He sighs. ”If we are staying here for the night I need some clothes. I'll be back. Until than be safe..” He walks out leaving me alone again.
'Thanks!' I sigh as I sit on the edge of my bed. I hear the front door shut. 'Guess he's gone...He will be back but still...' I lay on my side, pus.h.i.+ng my legs to my chest. 'I hate being alone...' I closed my eyes. I was so tired...'Why was I so tired?...' I soon feel asleep...
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