BLOOD MOON

ALORA MADELINE NOX'S POV The same metal clanging of swords hitting each other. The same flames and red dress she wore as she ran. The same thorn that painfully pricked her skin. The same feeling of dread that filled her. The same panicky feeling that coursed her veins. The same feeling of a sword passing through her stomach And those same Red eyes staring down at her as her eyes closed to death…… I felt someone trying to wake me up, but I was so immersed in my nightmare that I continued to writhe painfully on my bed. I forced myself out of the painful nightmare shooting up from my bed with a painful gasp, it felt like I was drowning in my sleep, I pointed to the glass of water beside me and watched as my mother poured a glass of water. I finished the glass, trying to stabilise my breathing as she softly stroked my hair, I looked at the cold sweats that broke out from my skin. Before I knew hot tears burst from my eyes I sobbed into my mother's arms, I hated my life, no matter how much I had this nightmare, each time it was worse than the other. " You'll be fine honey " My mother cooed as she stroked my back, Would I really be fine? I really doubted it. Everyday, that nightmare felt more real that the last one, sometimes it was so real that I could feel the sword going through my stomach, that nightmare was one of the many reason I doubted if I would truly be fine. "I'm okay mom" I pulled from my mother's embrace trying to give her a small smile, I wasn't okay, I wasn't ever going to be okay but I couldn't bare my mother's suffering because of me. 'Are you sure Alora?" She questioned looking at me with those aged green eyes of hers that saw through me like a mirror. With all the strength in me, I forced out a wide and believing smile. "Very sure mom" I stood up shakily from my bed, pushing her out of the room as I told her I needed to prepare for my first day of school. She kissed my forehead and I gave her a cracked smile in return, immediately she was out of the door, I slammed the door shut falling to my knees as I quietly sobbed in pain. I dragged myself to the bathroom trying to freshen up for my first day of college. I had looked forward to my first day of college with excitement but what was supposed to be a day to remember had taken a drastic turn. I peeled off my hoodie from my skin and saw the blood stain on my stomach, my eyes widened in panic, as I saw the scar that had formed on my stomach. The same place I was stabbed in my dream. My eyes welled with tears once again, the nightmare was becoming more and more realistic everytime The last time I had the nightmare, I had woken up with a scarlet piece of clothing in my grasp, now it was a god forsaken scar. I let out a small whimper as I traced the scar softly, I decided not to think too much of it trying to hype myself for an exciting day ahead I did my routine, donning on my clothes and I proceeded to style my waist long blonde hair, my eyes caught the dreamcatcher hanging over my bed, as if in a trance I let my curls loose and walked over to the dreamcatcher. I removed it from where it was hanging and touched it softly, whoever had put it there had hopes that maybe it would stop my nightmares. I heard a knock and my mom walked in "MIRANDA hung it up there three days ago." My mother said and I smiled softly still looking at the dreamcatcher "I guess it didn't work " I nodded almost robotically, I had worked even if it was only for two days, I knew why the nightmare felt so real today, everytime I had tried suppressing the nightmare, it would come back with full force and I would feel its wrath severely. I put the dreamcatcher into My bag following her as she drove me to school. I waved her goodbye scanning around to find MIRANDA. My eyes caught her ginger hair sprinting to me with a large smile playing on her lips, her smile was contagious and before I knew it, my own lips broke out into a wide grin. I caught her as she jumped into my arms "How are you miranda?' I asked when she pulled away from the hug, she grabbed my cheeks, her piercing cold blue eyes staring into my forest green ones. " you cried didn't you?" She threw a question back at me and I bit my lips slowly while nodding "The nightmare again " She asked, her voice soft as a feather and I nodded with tears filling my eyes again, I reached into my bag pulling out the dreamcatcher and giving it to her. "I thought it would work, I'm so sorry Alora" I gave her a small smile as she walked me to my class, Miranda was a sophomore and I was supposed to be as well ,but up until two months I was stuck in coma "It did for at least two days, just get something stronger next time " I joked trying to lift the horrid mood between us both, my heart swelled when I heard her soft chuckle " Got it " she saluted and I laughed, she walked me to my philosophy class making sure I was all settled before dashing out of the lecture room, I took a seat playing with my pen anxiously as I watched students slowly trickle in. As the students settled into their seats, a new figure that waltzed into the class caught my attention . His tall frame and dark hair made him stand out from the crowd maybe because he was the professor . My heart raced, and I couldn't tear my eyes away from him. Something about him felt familiar, like a distant memory trying to resurface. But I couldn't place where or when I had seen him before. As he walked closer, his eyes met mine, and time seemed to freeze. In that moment, it felt as if the world had ceased to exist, and we were the only two beings in the room, connected by an unseen thread. His eyes held me captive. They were the deep, mesmerizing shade of red - the exact same red eyes that plagued my nightmares.