slaugh′ter·er
/slô′tər/
1; The killing of a large number of people; a massacre
2; To kill in a violent or brutal manner.
3; What Ava is in order to survive.
She was many things before the other's came. But she had to change for the better or worse...
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━━I let out a small gasp as I shoot up from my nightmare.
This was my third nightmare this week.
I let myself take a minute to get ahold of myself until my head lifts and stares up ahead.
"Zombie?" I whisper out upon hearing whimpering and mumbles coming from across the room.
I quickly push the covers off of me and placed my bare feet on the cold and solid floor.
I take my first steps.
Heel toe.
Then heel toe again and again and again until I made my way over to his bunk.
I climbed up and shook him slightly.
"Zombie, wake up. It's a dream." I whispered shaking him even more.
I gasp as my wrists are harshly grabbed and I'm being pulled into his bed underneath him—His eyes wide and breathing heavy as he pinned them above my head.
I gulp from the quick spin only to feel my eyes well up in fear as he continues hovering over me.
"Ben?" I call out.
He seems to snap out of it. "Sorry." He mumbled out—dropping my arms before laying next to me.
"It's ok." I muttered turning to look at him as the tears faded away.
"Are they always this bad?" I ask as he played with the necklace he had wrapped around his neck.
"Not always," He mumbled out before letting out a sigh.
I hesitantly grabbed his hand and give it a squeeze.
"Bad dreams are ghosts of our fears and worries. Hunting us while we sleep."
"Maria V. Snyder?" He asked turning to look at me.
My lips part—I didn't think he would remember but I weakly nod.
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I open my eyes and gasp as I see Sam looking at me with sad eyes from the edge of the bed.
I calm down. Frown and rub my eyes.
"What's up little dude?" I ask tilting slightly underneath Ben grip.
"I couldn't sleep."
"Bad dream?" I ask and he nodded. We all were having those lately.
I grab Bens arm from my waist and removed it before moving slightly over to pat the little space for him to climb in.
