Nightmare or Another Self?

As if the heavy burden was never on my body and I never lost my breath, I jerked up from my sleep with my eyes wide and breathing shallow.

The first thing, my eyes noticed was the photo frame hanging just in front of my eyes on the wall ahead which showed me and my sister laughing at each other while hugging and our hair were made into something funny.

I frowned and looked around to see a huge room, probably the size of my studio apartment and the clear full moon shining outside my window on the other side of my closed curtains.

I heard a knock followed my the click and the door flung open showing a tall figure.

"What is it, Yun?" A sleepy deep voice spoke, while rubbing his eyes. "Another nightmare?" He added.

The horror now was not being at an unknown place, which looked like it belonged to me, but the man's identification.

"You...you..." I shivered to even take his name from my tongue. The land owner, my bully since high school, was standing casually and asking me a question which sounded as if he ever cared for me.

"What? I was in your nightmare?" His tone changed into high pitched and he walked towards me, sitting on the edge of the bed.

I instantly crawled back, hitting my back on the headboard and covered my torso with the blanket. He looked confused.

"What's wrong, babe?" He asked again and slid closer to me, tucking a hair strand behind my ears. My eyes were wide and I was sweating, not to mention my breathing was shallow.

"Just...go...away...." I uttered and pushed his hand away and looked at him with fear. I could never forget the last time he threw hot oil on my legs because I tried to run away when he was punching me in my stomach.

He was inhumane and cruel. He never liked me since childhood but his bullying got extreme when we met as a londlord and renter. Just to save my sister from this devil, I had to endure his torture whenever he wished to do.

"Yuna? Is everything alright?" He asked again. He looked concerned but I shouldn't be fooled.

I quickly threw the blanket on his face and started punching his face and anywhere I could and he helplessly kept squirming. I locked his hands and body between my knees and kept punching him until I felt a pair of hands pulling me away from him.

Only then I noticed the lights of the room flickered on and someone's else's presence in the room. I looked behind me and visibly gasped.

"How..." My eyes were teary and my vision blurred. How in the world did they reach to me together?

"Yuna? Babe, what's wrong?" The girl asked while patting my back slowly and I prepared myself mentally for a punch or a slap. I was done for.

They always showed their faces as if they cared and then suddenly started beating me. It was one of their kinks to take me off guard. But I was prepared now.

I closed my eyes and the tears rolled down but someone quickly wiped them off and I snapped open my eyes to see the man looking at me sadly.

"Whatever your dream was, I assure you, you're safe!" He said and kept wiping my tears.

The girl hugged me from my back and rested her chin on my head. I was still shivering and she hugged tighter.

"Please, whatever I did, I'm sorry. Please, don't hurt me. Please don't do anything to my sister." I begged and sobbed. No matter how strong I showed myself, I was always in their mercy when it came to the bullys. 

Not even the police could help me because they preferred money over people's lives.

"What? Why would you say that?" He exclaimed and I flinched and forced myself away from her and stepped away from them.

"Yuna, please calm down." The girl, the one who I hated with all my heart, said softly.

"Why? So you can beat me again? No, I'm not!" I yelled at them and opened the balcony. It was huge balcony with a roof and stepped outside in the cold air. The heavy wind slapped me but I ignored and ran towards the edge and before I could jump, I was abruptly pulled back and got engulfed by two people.

"Yuna!" They yelled my name, still shocked?

"No! Leave me! Let me die and end my misery! Let me fcking go!" I tried to push them but they both had sandwiched me between them so I had no way out.

Finally, giving up, I started sobbing hard, not caring if his shoulders were getting wet or both of them were shaking with me. We stayed like that for a few minutes while they kept stroking my head.

"Please, let me go." I managed to utter above whisper and they slowly let me go.

"Yuna, I promised you that whatever your fight is, you're not alone and I'm always here." He spoke, cupping my cheeks.

Now that the situation, was calm, I noticed the changes. The photo frame on the wall, their behaviour, me sleeping at an unknown place and wearing a silky long robe for just night wear and a chilly weather. The last time I knew, it was beginning of Spring. But now it looked like the month of December.

I looked into his eyes, and all I saw for worry, fear and sadness. The corner of his lip was bleeding. I never dared to punch him before, I never had the guts to. How did I ever had the courage to even do that?

His black locks were messy but he didn't care. I looked behind to find her looking as same as him, scared, sad and worried.

By this time, I knew that something was very badly and annoyingly wrong. And I had to get to the root of this.