Laurie...what happened to you (wwe dominik mysterio love story) *Halloween 2*

Laurie... what happened to you part 2

(Warning gorey and gruesome and slightly disturbing)

Dominik's pov

It has been a few months since laurie has come back to the wwe, I still wonder what could've possibly made her have these nightmares, barley getting any sleep and what I just found out last week, she has to take certain medications given by the therapist, I was always joking around thinking she's doing it for attention, but now I realize this is a serious situation something happened, I am walking to the LWO locker room seeing the door has been left cracked open, (god do they always forget to lock the damn door) I slowly open it peeking inside seeing laurie asleep on the couch, but she's twitching like crazy and sweating alot she must be having a nightmare.

*Laurie's nightmare*

I am wearing a clown costume eating Halloween candy in the dining room, then it switches to me ducktaping some man on this lounge chair, with his throat exposed and i pull this clown mask over my face, holding a butcher knife walking behind him and gliding the knife across his throat sliting it, from ear to ear "die you fucking bitch! die you bitch! you mother fucker!" I say in the dream over and over, and then it starts flashing image after image, of me screaming and my friend annie who got murdered, screaming my name begging me to save her and I'm laying with my eyes closed in a coffin while this all takes place, then everything goes dead silent and I start to scream banging on the coffin trying to break out.

I shoot up awake looking around breathing heavily as I fall back on the couch, "fuck" I say panicked rubbing my face trying to calm my breathing down, rubbing my eyes that are slightly wet reaching down into my bag, pulling out the old teddy bear that dominik got me a long time ago, before we broke up as I look at it chuckling "laddy I'm going crazy" I say holding the bear, i put my fingers behind his head moving it "don't worry, that fucking cock sucking michael myers is dead, he won't get you" I say in a high pitched voice, pretending it's talking to me "you always know what to say buddy" I say cuddling it more sniffling looking up at the ceiling.

Dominik's pov

Yeah this is definitely more serious then I thought it was before and who the hell is michael myers?, I carefully close the door how it was before walking away just having all of these different thoughts run through my head, (who's Michael myers?, what did he do to her to make her end up in the hospital?, is that why she needs medication and therapy?).

*It's short I know but I promise I'll do it better I'm working on another story still so please be patient*