ISABELLA The Forgotten One

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My heart pounds against my chest. Looking around the room relaxing.

I'm safe. It's over.

It all felt so real. Warm liquid runs down my face.

Tears, just like in the dream.

I'm filled with more sorrow and sadness than the rage and revenge I felt in the dream.

Collecting myself, "It's just a dream. Isabella, calm down."

What if I really did lose him? What would I do with my life? Would it go back to the same usual boring?

This dream means something. Ever since the night we kissed...

Trudging into the bathroom half awake. I bend down to the sink, cupping my hands under the water.

Trying to wash the dream away.
I splash water on my face.

Looking in the mirror, my eyes widening.

My body freezes.

Fear pulls me to the floor. My skin stained with his blood.

Grabbing the sink I pull myself up.

Splashing the water on my face repeatedly. Frantically scrubbing my arms. The water turns ruby red.

Hesitantly, I look up at my reflection.

Just my sweatpants and t-shirt. I'm clean.

Rushing back to my room, grabbing my phone from off the bed.

"Ace, the dream. I had it again..."

I sit on the couch holding the robe close to me sore body. My front door opens, the four tall men walk in.

Their different personalities fill the room.

Ace walks over to me, I stand up.

We walk into my bedroom, he closes the door behind him.

Holding the robe around me. He speaks up first, "Why did you want the three of them to come along?"

Something else in the dream happened, something different. "They die...in the dream too."

"Isabella... it's just a dream. I'm pretty sure its-"

I pull the robe from my body, letting it drop to the ground. Standing in front of him in just my bra and underwear.

I don't feel uncomfortable.

He's looking at what I want him to look at.

Maybe I don't have enough for him to look at. I shake the thought away.

Speaking up, "Ace. Do you really think this is just a dream?"

He stares at my battered body. The bruises and scratches on my chest. "Ace, I really think it's time... we tell them."

He breathes in heavy looking away from my body. He pierces me with his eyes.

"Why?" He asks offended.

I jump.

Less aggressive now. "Why, do you want to tell them so badly?"

"Ace, if the dream is real, the reason they die is... because of us."

It kills me to hear that come out of my mouth.

Even though Tobias and I aren't each other's favorite people. We still have this weird unusual bond.

He looks down licking his lips, "I'll tell them when it's time." I frown shaking my head.

I throw the robe back over my body.

"Ace, this can't be just a regular dream." I fight back.

"I mean look at me. It starts to feel more and more real, every time...and more painful." My voice cracks as I feel weak.

I watch him battle his thoughts.
"Fine, we'll tell them together." He grumbles pulling the door open.

I follow behind him.

P.s Upperclassmen really do call Freshman fresh meat.