Nightmare
1783 Words
"Pardon?" Alfred looked, annoyingly at her. Rita looked back at him, still trying to get herself. She closed her mouth with her palm trying to cool off.
"I think I'm sneezing cause of you. I don't understand why but I think you should leave" She sniffed trying to close the door on his face.
Alfred scoffed and quickly held the door. It made Rita quite upset. "Let go...Archuuu!! of the door" She almost raised her voice.
"Don't you think you're being too rude" He looked at her.
Rita sighed and shook her head "You would Archuuu!! never understand Archuuu!!"
"Okay...Let's say I don't understand-
"Archuuu!!!....Not again!! Please, Leave"
Alfred sighed and took his hand off the door. Rita was able to shut the door now and she did it very loudly.
"Girl Next Door" He called from the outside.
"Girl Next Door? Who?" Rita retorted quite surprised.
"You, Of course. You never told me your name remember?"
"I don't wanna to"
"It's nice to meet you, anyways" He chuckled.
"Well, Same here"
"Uhmm, So, Why did you call me that, then?"
"What?" Her Voice came again.
"Flower Ghost"
"Flower Ghost? Ah!" She shrieked.
"I'm sorry. I was just quite out of it..I didn't know what came over me. Since I saw no flowers, I thought you had some kinda flower my eyes couldn't see. That was why I flared up and called you that. I'm sorry if it hurt you"
"Nah. Its fine...Seems you're okay now"
"Sure. As you can see, I ain't sneezing no more now you're outside I still find it very confusing"
"What?"
"Flowers....You keep em in your pockets?"
Alfred smiled "Not not really. Actually, I am a Flo-
"Hey? Who are you?.What are you doing here?" Alfred heard a calm feminine voice which cut him short. He slowly turned around and his eyes met with Chelsea.
" Oh my!! Its you. The Hot- I mean, My New Neighbor?" Chelsea bulged her eyes in surprise.
Alfred chuckled slightly and nodded his head.
"Whoaa..What are you doing here?" She asked.
"Uhm. Actually, I came to ask for ketchup but your friend wouldn't let me in" Alfred pointed at the door.
"Excuse me? Why not?"
"I don't know why. I guess I make her sick"
"Y...ou make her sick?" Chelsea stuttered.
"Hold on" Chelsea looked at the closed door. She tried opening it but it was locked from the inside.
"Hey, Babe. Open the door" Chelsea knocked.
"Is he there??" Her Voice came afterwards.
"Who?"
"The Flower Ghost Next Door"
"Wh...What? Flower Ghost?"
"Yeah. He has invisible flowers on him. I guess that why I keep sneezing!"
Chelsea looked at Alfred and smiled nervously. "Sorry for her careless words. She's quite sick"
"Huh?" Alfred raised his brows.
"Oh" He tittered.
"She's sick. Just got back from even buying drugs for her" Chelsea continued smiling and raised the drugs paper bag to his face.
"Oh" He muttered.
"Yeah" Chelsea nodded.
"He's there! I know that. Tell him to leave"
"Why?" Chelsea questioned.
"I told you! He's some kind of freak that makes me sneeze. I don't get it" She whispered, trying to make it dodge Alfred's ears.
"Hey! Stop bad mouthing! He's here hearing everything"
"Huh? Is he hearing all this? I thought he was far way"
"Uurgh! This Fool! Just open the door already. He wants some ketchup" Chelsea banged her fist on the door.
Rita slowly opened the door and took only her face out. "Oh my" She gasped seeing Alfred face.
"I didn't know you were still close- Archuu!! Chelsea, Do come in- Archuuu!"
"What's wrong?" Chelsea looked at Sneezing Rita.
"I don't- Archuuu- Know" She shrugged her shoulders.
Chelsea sighed and touched her forehead.
"You're burning hot. Come and Take your drugs"
"You came late though, Why?"
"Huh?"
"You wasted time. Why?" Rita pointed at the huge clock on the wall.
"Uhmm Nothing actually. I...just had to do look for the best pharmarcy around. Come here now" Chelsea coughed dramatically.
"Oh...Neighor. You can come in" Chelsea said aloud.
"He can what?" Rita whispered to her ear.
"Come on" Chelsea rolled her eyes.
"You don't understand, Do you? You shouldn't tell him to.... Archuuu! Ouch, He's already here" Rita coughed.
Alfred sluggishly walked to them wearing a small smile. He smiled more when he saw Chelsea leave, and later walked up to him with a bottle of ketchup. Meanwhile, Rita went back to a corner, a bit farther from them. She was however looking at them.
"Hey, That mine!" Rita growled lowly. Chelsea ignored her and quickly gave the ketchup to him.
"Here" She stretched her arm.
Alfred collected it and scratched his head. "Thank you" He cooed.
"No worries..Also, You can take it"
"Wh...at? Aiish! Not the ketchup I bought!" Rita looked in amusement from where she stayed. She couldn't come closer to them.
She didn't want to sneeze as well. She couldn't comprehend what was really going on. What the hell was making her sneeze? It was already getting too irksome.
"Thank you so much" He smiled as he tried to walk away.
"Hey!" Rita called from afar. He slowly turned to look at her.
"What's your name?" She asked
"What's yours?" He asked
"I asked first"
"No, Ladies first...Besides, I asked then but you didn't reply me" He chuckled. Chelsea stared at them giggling.
"You want me to call you Flower Ghost instead?"
"...I'm Alfred"
"Well, The Name is Rita. It's nice to meet you"
"Same here. Got to hurry" He smiled and quickly left.
"What was that about?" Chelsea had a slight frown as she walked closer to Rita with arm akimbo.
"What?" Rita looked at her, as she slowly opened the polythene bag.
"Why did you call him a Flower Ghost? Why were you keeping your distance away from him?"
"Actually- Rita cleared her throat.
"I don't know what's wrong but that guy is a Flower"
"Pardon?" Chelsea looked at Rita confusedly. Rita took some water from the table, drank the pills and then looked back at Chelsea.
"It's unbelievable but I keep sneezing when I'm close to him"
"Why?"
"That's it babe!!! Its because He's a Flower" She snapped her fingers.
"Damn!" Chelsea slammed her head on her forehead.
"You spewing nothing but trash...Rita, What the hell are you saying?"
"I don't understand either. But I can swear to you, That guy...Rita swallowed hard and gestured for Chelsea to come closer.
Chelsea looked at her oddly before moving to her. Rita slowly took her mouth to her ear.
"He's either a Flower Ghost or He was a Flower in his past life" Rita whispered.
Chelsea took her ear off Rita's mouth and stared blankly at her.
"Let's just go sleep. Being sick ain't cool. Take a look at what it's doing to your brain"
"Excuse me?"
"It's affecting you mentally" Chelsea rolled her finger around her ear as she walked into the room.
"Argh! That b**ch!" Rita cussed.
"Yeah. I'm your b**ch, sweetie. Come on in, Let's rest.We can party tomorrow"
"What of the pork?" Rita followed in sluggishly.
"It might get spoilt if we don't preserve it" She added.
"Nah. Don't worry, It's in the freezer. There's Microwave too"
"You're right" Rita responded.
They were both in the room already. There was a big bed there with wardrobes, A beautiful huge colourful window on the wall. The room was quite beautiful and well structured with lots of things.
"You'd better learn how to cook b**ch" Chelsea laughed as she opened her wardrobe. She brought out a black night gown.
"What's the need" Rita smirked as she brought out her pyjamas from her wardrobe.
"Why? Ain't it important?" Chelsea faced her.
"I've got you. There's clearly no need to learn"
Chelsea laughed "What if I leave?"
"Nah! You ain't leaving this b**ch" Rita smiled. Chelsea smiled back.
"Yeah, I'm ours, b**ch" She whispered.
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It was 3am. Chelsea was sleeping soundly. Rita was beside her but she seemed to be shivering badly. She was sweating profusely and muttering something in her sleep.
Her eyes were tightly closed. It was a Nightmare. She was having a Nighgmare. In the Nightmare, There was darkness everywhere.
However, There were Beautiful Flowers. Lots of them, different varieties and colours.
Rita was amongst them but in this nightmare, She didn't sneeze. Rita was wearing a beautiful fluffy white gown. The hells she wore was also white.
She was looking around in a puzzled manner, trying to comprehend her location and her reason for being there.
She raised her eyes to see a Masked man afar. He was holding a sharp knife. She gasped at the fearful sight.
Below the man legs, was a young boy. He was on his knees crying. The Man screamed loudly, raised the knife and slashed the boy's neck with it.
Rita gasped loudly. She tried moving but it looked like she was stuck. The only thing she could do was stare at the frightening scene.
The little boy gagged as his innocent blood spilled out from his sliced opened neck. "NO!" Rita eventually screamed holding her mouth with her palm.
Tears rolled down her eyes as she watched the spilled blood move on the floor, then to the flowers and even dropped on her gown.
"What's happening??" She thought, still unable to move an inch. It seemed like fantasy.
She looked again, and watched the man disappear out of sight while the boy blood kept flowing. His blood which was still flowing, went to the flower roots and at once, The once beautiful flowers turned ugly.
They began to wilt, and die. Everywhere suddenly looked like a mess. "No! No! No!" She kept turning around watching the blood flow more and more.
The blood began to form a big river. It slowly began to take her in, from her feet to her knee, then to her waist.
It started going to her neck when she shouted loudly "Help me!!!...AAARCHU-
"I'm here!" She heard a voice and quickly opened her eyes. Chelsea was holding her calmly.
"Don't worry, I'm here" She hugged her tightly.
In fear, Rita tightly held her giving her a hug. "It's back" She began to cry, shivering at the same time.
"The f*****g nightmare is back" She kept crying.
"What? The...The...Night..mare? It came back?" Chelsea muttered.
It had been years she had the nightmare When they were both 16 and 19 respectively. Now, They were both 22 and 25, Why did it come back now?.
"Yeah...I'm so scared. Chelsea, God!" She held her tightly, refusing to blink her eyes.
"It's fine...I'm here" Chelsea looked around worriedly.
"What's going on?" She muttered watching Rita cry softly, around her body.
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