Nightmares

Amora's Point Of View

"Mom!" I kept yelling repeatedly.

"Hey!" Someone kept shaking me till I was fully conscious of my surroundings and who was holding me.

"Hey! It's me, you are safe! You are safe! He can't get you here, they can't," she said as she pulled me up from the bed and pulled me into a hug. Holding me tightly to her chest.

"It's fine, baby girl! You have me and I am here for you like always," she said consoling me. "You can cry all you want but I am here," she added. As I continued sobbing into her shoulder.

"He smirked harder than before," I said to her amidst my tears.

"Her face was fully black from the burnt," I added.

"He couldn't lift a finger after what was done to him," I continued ranting and sobbing.

"Why can't I get over it? It was more vivid like it happened two days ago," I said to her.

"It's okay, it is fine. This is the norm, you will only be shaken but you will be fine, like always, you know?" She said, patting me on the back.

"They don't look fine," I said to her, remembering the scene like it just happened.

"You know they are, they are fine. Resting in perfect peace and looking down proudly at you, at how far you have come. They are guarding you from their abode," she whispered into my ear.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Ok course, I am! I am very sure, don't mind what you saw but they are fine," she reassured me.

"You don't have to explain what you saw but it is fine and it is far off. You are safe," she said immediately as she released me from the hug and made me look at her.

"He was smirking harder than before and smiling like what he did was something to be proud of. He looked so happy while I felt my heart tearing and shattering at the loss I caused myself at the expenses of my happiness. Am I happy now? No, I am not and will never be," I sobbed the more as the pictures came running through my mind.

"Come on, don't say that! Don't blame yourself, she told you not to," she said to me, cupping my tears filled face in her hands.

"I will be guilty for life," I admitted.

"Please, get a hold of yourself, have you forgotten?" She asked me.

"I wish I could, but I can't. It won't let me forget," I informed her.

"He isn't worth all these tears so please stop crying and try to put this all behind, you have to get a hold of yourself and please forget that shit. I know it's hard but you have to do it, for your own good, please," she pleaded with me.

"Must you always cuss in all situations? Must you?" I asked her, I was beginning to calm down, I was shaken to my core.

"Yes, I have to. Where is the humor?" She asked with a shrug.

"But realistically speaking you need to shut him whenever he comes trying to disorient you." She added.

"I will try my best," I answered her.

"Now, try going back to bed. You need it, you are going to have a long day tomorrow from your gigs." She said as she coerced me into sleep.

*****

Deven's Point Of View

I tossed on the bed, back and forth, sweating profusely. After so much tossing, I sat up immediately panting heavily. I had been running, running fast and far to keep myself safe.

I flew out of the bed into the bathroom, turned on the shower as I let the water wash down my fears, my anger, my sorrow, my suffering away. My head was banging terribly, it ached badly as a cold sensation ran through my hot body.

I was on fire and the water wasn't working its trick in calming me down like before instead it was doing the opposite. I switched the shower off and walked back to my closet, grabbed a short and a long satin coat.

I went into the kitchen and took some nerve calming pill to calm myself down but it felt stuck in my throat even though it wasn't.

"Are you okay, sir?" Miss Donna asked me.

"Yeah! I am," I answered her, she startled from my hoarse voice.

I walked out of the kitchen still sweating and went into the living area to get a drink when Jordan and two others came running to me.

"Sir, we caught them. They are locked in," he informed me.

"Good," I said to him, dismissing him.

My inside turned in excitement for some miserable creatures in my trap. I went back inside my room and changed into something more appropriate then proceeded to the judgment quarter.

They were chained and placed into big bowls of extreme cold water but I wasn't satisfied as I imagined his face on them.

"Add more ice to the bowl," I ordered as the stupid werewolves mumbled in protest.

"For how long have they been in there?" I asked Jordan.

"An hour plus," he said.

"Why didn't you inform me on time?" I yelled at him.

"You were sleeping, we can't disturb you," he replied.

"Damn it!" I yelled, I turned to look at them as two of my guys were adding the ice and I noticed they were still in their clothes.

"Why are they still in their clothes?" I yelled as I threw a hammer in no direction. "Why?" Lunging at Jordan.

"Because there is a lady among them," he said fearfully.

I looked at the creatures then back to Jordan, "and so? Do you want to take her place?" I asked him hoarsely.

"No!" He cried out immediately.

"Then do a good job and strip them naked into that bath," I ordered.

There was a lot of mumbling and protesting or begging, I don't know. I don't care. My phone rang and I just had to pick because of the caller.

"Are you okay?" He asked immediately as I picked up his call.

"What?" My voice was still hoarse.

"I ought to be there but I had an emergency, should I still come?" He asked.

"No!" I answered immediately.

"I know it's been two days and it's worse but it's fine," he said.

"I don't think so!"

"Then I need to come," he said again.

"Don't! I'm going out for a drink!"