The Only Girl In The World

Chapter Eleven

Edited

~Kaylee

I looked around, once again was in a dark, cold and empty room.

I already knew what that meant.

“Kaylee?” I heard my dad’s voice call out.

“No...Wake up Kaylee...it’s a dream” I mumbled to myself feeling my hands shake and my body tremble from the fear of what was coming.

“Where’s my little girl?” His voice echoed around me.

Slowly, I saw him coming close to me emerging from the dark.

“There she is.” He beamed at me.

His smile was exactly how I remembered, warm and loving. I felt my heart squeeze in pain even though I knew it wasn’t real.

“D-dad.” I answered.

“I’m sorry I left, I’m back now sweetie.” He said walking closer and closer towards me.

I found myself walking towards him, ready to embrace him in a tight hug when a car from nowhere came and hit him.

“No! Dad!” I screamed falling on my knees.

The exact same car that hit him the day of the accident and his body laid on the floor in a pool of blood the same way I saw him that day when he got thrown out from the car because of the impact.

“No...Please...NO!” I cried out clenching my fists.

Suddenly the scene changed and I was at our old house. This time, I was the one in the pool of blood. In my hand was a bloody razor, my wrist were bleeding heavily.

My breathing pace sped up as my hands trembled violently. It’s not real, I tried to convince myself.

“You promised.” my mom’s voice echoed before everything went black.

I gasped as soon as I woke up.

I was sweating, my whole body was trembling and I felt nauseous.  Getting up immediately, I dashed to my bathroom barely making it to the toilet when I threw up.

Everything hurt, I fell on the floor clutching my chest. Tears streamed down my face as I tried to calm down.

What was that about being Ok? Being Ok was just a fantasy.

After a few minutes, I eventually calmed down slumping myself against the wall. I felt exhausted.

Pushing myself up, I cleaned the mess I mad then brushed before I went back to my room to lay on my bed.

I hated my nightmares and I couldn’t do anything about it.

I glanced at the time, it was already five in the morning. I made my way back to bathroom, I might as well get ready for school.

Thank God today was Friday, I could manage and get through the day. The upcoming week was a break for the midterm.

After I was done freshening up myself, I stood in front of my mirror staring at myself.

“I’m Ok.” I told myself before going back to my room.

The lie I tell myself every day and everyone else...

I knew I wasn’t OK and I don’t know if I ever will.

You know what they say, fake it till you believe it.

School went in a blur, I was mostly asleep in classes.

Kristen kept on asking if I was OK, he eventually gave up. It was sweet he was worrying about me but I really was fine, I could take care of myself.