Alex's POV
"Mommy!" I screamed as she walked over to me, holding a rolling pin. " Alex, I told you not to touch the cookie's didn't I?" She whispered. " Yes Mommy...but I was hungry and-" I didn't even get to finish before she hit the side of my head. Boom! I fell to the ground, tears making pathways down my face. " Mommy! I'm sorry. Please stop!!" I screamed before huddling up into a small ball near the cupboard. I was shaking uncontrolablly. Then my dad entered the kitchen. Oh no.....He walked over to me and then-
I woke up in a start. I was shaking like I was in a freezer. Why can't I stop these dreams? Why must I be haunted by the past even now? Why can't I just die? I glanced over at Cass only to see her staring at me with a confused look on her face. I blinked serveral times to adjust my eyes to the darkness. I laughed when she copied me but she just looked plain stupid whereas I probably looked hot...as usual. I mentally smirked at the thought before turning my attention back towards Cass. She reached out to try and touch me but I instinctivly flinched away. She slowly pulled her hand back before leaning back down onto the bed. "Alex...are you..um..ok?" She whispered, her eyes closed with, wait was that fear? "Um...yeah why??" I asked obviously knowing the answer. " It's just, you uh...were...uh...moving a lot in you sleep." She muttered. Crap! "Oh yeah, that..." I didn't know what to say, it's noot like I could tell her right? I just don't want to freak her out...
