Violet


The frozen lake cracked beneath his feet. 


Again…


It was always the same. The same night, the same cold silence. The same darkness beneath, and the same damn feeling.


It was like a monster that consumed every single cell out of you separately so you would feel the pain every time. 


And the worst part it would never end.


I gasped as I woke up. My head felt heavy and my body was covered in cold sweat. 


It was the same nightmare again and again.


Fuck. I was going crazy. At this point my eyes were wide open opened. I was trying to catch my breath.


I was panting, and my anxiety was creeping in. Then I realised I was in a damn bus!


“Vi! Violet! Are you ok!?” Aaron asked while he looked at me. He was sitting next to me. And I suddenly remembered - we were going on a school camping trip now.


“Vi? Vi?” Aaron asked leaning his face towards me to check on me.


My head was still spinning, not to mention I hated busses, but the pain was there for another reason. 


That same nightmare. Whenever I closed my eyes it would do something to me…


I keep on seeing that boy….


He.. he his eyes, and the most terrifying is his smile.


Ergghhh. I groaned as my head spinned again. I couldn’t think anymore! I had to stop.


I felt dizzy and put my hand against the window to get a little balance.


“Vi, hey are you ok, seriously. Vi, you’re scaring the crap out of me!” Aaron said while grabbing my shoulders.


Ugh, I can’t believe this was happening right now! 


The whole damn class was on the bus. And I was already the freak of the class!


Aaron put his hand on my forehead to see if I was burning up, but it was the exact opposite.


I was shaking, and cold… cold sweat was dripping from my entire body.


To be honest a part of me was scared, because this nightmare… it it wasn’t the first time.


I’ve been having it for over a week now.


“Vi, here take my jacket.” “It’s cold, so put it on your whole body is really cold!” Aaron said concerned.


I looked at him weakly as I put my head on his shoulder to support my head.


He looked back at me, and felt my neck again to make sure if I was warm enough.


He was my best friend. We have been best friends for as long as I remember.


He lives next door so we met quite often during  elementary, and meet even more now.


“It’s ok vi, I’m here.” He said calmly.


he was always there. I could count on him.