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Ciara blinked rapidly to make her eyes focus in the darkened room. A second later she realized that she was lying on a rough, hard carpeted ground. Completely disorientated she stood up feeling on a wall behind. It was minutes later and she was still unable to see anything so she pressed her back up against the wall and waited. She didn’t know what, but she knew she was waiting for something. Anticipating. A feeling of dread filled her body causing the hairs on her arms to stand up.
It was as if someone had suddenly turned a light on outside and moonlight flooded into the room from two windows in front of her. It bathed the room in a dull grey light which made it possible for her to see, even if only a little. The room, she realized, was familiar and her head turned to the left to automatically look at a clock on the wall. She had definitely been here before, but why couldn’t she remember? There were no hands on the clock however and she was left perplexed.
Where was she? How did she get here? Where was Nayvadius? She turned back towards the room and took everything in once again. There were two cribs in front of her right next to each other. She looked closely towards one of the cribs and noticed a boy not bigger than a year or two old standing up at the edge, staring at her. Her heart filled with an emotion she didn’t understand, she felt like she knew him but couldn’t figure how. It was love, she realized. Her heart filled with love as the boy reached out his tiny arms slowly towards her as if asking her to pick him up. She tried to rush forward to pick him up but realized her feet were stuck to the ground. She couldn’t move from the spot and when she opened her mouth to protest no sound came out.
The boy stared at her hopelessly, his tiny face looking more and more agitated. She shook her head and he understood. Then slowly he turned to face the crib next to his. Ciara followed his gaze and her heart nearly stopped when she saw a dark figure standing in front of the other crib. He was facing the boy in his crib, holding another sleeping boy with a face Identical to the other one. In the dim moonlight she couldn’t make out his face but she could see that he was pretty tall and bulky. She had the feeling that she knew
him as well.
The boy looked almost frantic and cried out holding his arms out further off the edge of his crib towards Ciara. She tried and tried to somehow reach him but her body had stopped listening to her. Her breathing was getting heavier and her muscles were starting to hurt in the effort of trying to move. She looked hopelessly towards the man had turned to face her so now she couldn’t even see a little bit of his face. The dim light was coming from behind him and now his front was bathed in darkness. She tried to take a step backward but she had known that it would be of no use. She couldn’t move.
She was scared stiff. Tears were rolling down her eyes and her mouth has turned into a grimace. She hated herself at that moment for leeting him see her like this. If he knew she was scared then he could hurt her more. As if listening to her thoughts, the man reached into his jacket and pulled out something. He then took another step towards her, one of the boys still sleeping in the man’s arms.
A cold bitter laugh escaped from his lips and her heart immediately filled with anger and hatred as she realized who it was. The shrill laugh rang through her ears. She hated that sound and she hated the person who it came from. The fear turned to anger and she fought harder against the invisible restraints holding her back but it was still no use. The man held up something and pointed it towards her. Just as she saw the gun, he pulled the trigger.
Ciara woke up with a shriek and a second fell to the floor from the couch as Nayvadius jumped awake at her scream and accidentally pushed her over. Her face was covered in tears and snot and she wiped it off with her hand angrily. She ignored her boyfriend and focused on steadying her breathing and trying to calm down. Even as she was doing this she was already forgetting the nightmare she had just had. The morning light was blinding her eyes so she shut them. Immediately she opened them again as she remembered a face. She could never forget that face. It was forever embedded in her memory.
It was only a nightmare, she thought. She could vaguely remember something to do with her boys and dread filled her again for a moment until she remembered that the boys were safe with their grandma. There was no way Sean could get them, he was dead.
“Oh fuck Ci! Sorry about that. You listening? You all right?” He asked rubbing his eyes and looking down at her. He turned and sat up and held out a hand to her to pull her up.
Flustered and slightly embarrassed she accepted and let him pull her up until she was standing in front of him.
He slowly began to laugh at her, “Oh my days, you look like you’ve just seen a ghost!”
He laughed again, leaning back on the couch to get a good look at her. He stopped when he saw her bloodshot eyes and the way her left hand was trembling slightly.
“You okay Ci?” he whispered holding out his hand to her.
She didn’t say anything, instead she straddled his lap and hugged him tightly, burying her face in his neck. He could feel her body trembling lightly and could feel her erratic breathing on his neck. Whatever dream she had, had scared the crap out of her. He had only seen her like this when…
Oh, he thought. She had had a nightmare about that.
He asked,”Tell me Ci. Whats wrong?…”
“I don’t know…I cant remember. I’m trying to but I just can’t.”
"Don’t worry babe it was just a dream, maybe it’s good you can’t remember. " he told her, leaning forward to press a kiss to her lips. "C’mon! Let’s shower and get something to eat."
Ciara stood under the shower and let the hot water move over her body and relax her aching muscles. She didn’t move a muscle as she heard Nayvadius enter the bathroom and a minute later step into the shower behind her. Cold hands wrapped around her waist and a shiver ran down her spine. Nayvadius embraced her from behind and normally she would have smiled with delight but this time she couldn’t help but let out a sigh. She slumped against him for a second and then moved away to step out of the shower.
Nayvadius protested but she didn’t listen. She had a weird feeling in her stomach because of the dream and on top of that it was one of her sick days. She wasn’t in any pain but she just felt lethargic over all. She picked up a fluffy white towel and wrapped around herself and walked towards the mirror which was now covered in fog.
Hesitantly she wiped it with her hand. She didn’t want to look at herself and was disappointed when she saw her reflection. Her cheeks had sunken in but her face looked swollen and just…weird. There were dark circles around her eyes, which were bloodshot. It didn’t look like it, but she knew she had lost a bit of weight as well. sighing, she picked up a comb and ran it down her wet hair.
When she had finished she looked down at the comb and gasped loudly before letting out an almost strangled cry. It looked as if almost half of her hair had fallen out. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and touched a curly lock of hair before gently pulling it. It fell away from her scalp revealing a tiny patch on her head. She sobbed loudly and fell to the floor clutching her knees.
She had pushed this cancer thing to the back of her mind recently but the hair falling out had made it all so real. She wanted to scream and yell at how unfair this whole situation was. She had never done a thing to hurt anyone in her life yet God was punishing her like this. If she had to die, why couldn’t it have been quick. Why was her life being dragged out. Why was she being put through this pain and humiliation?
Before she knew it a pair of arms pulled her towards them. She clutched on to Nayvadius’ neck as she sobbed loudly.
"It’s alright. I’m here Ciara. It’s alright." he whispered over and over agan in her ear.
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