Chapter 226: This Time
I jack-knifed on the bed, my eyes going to the spot in front of me that had the bloody words in my dream, but there was nothing. I swallowed back the scream that was threatening to emerge, refusing to give the dream even more power over me in my awakened state.
This was the second time I had woken up to the warning that Père and his sons were coming for me, but this was the first time they had spoken to me in my dream... the first time they touched me in my dream.
Moving faster than I thought possible, I leaned over the side of the bed and started throwing up, unable to stop.
The house, clearly feeling my terror, was doing everything it could to make me feel safe. All the lights were on and there wasn’t so much as a single shadow anywhere, but it still wasn’t enough.
"Get me the guys," I gasped as my throat threatened to close even as more vomit was pushed up. My entire body heaved, curving in on itself as it tried to purge me of the nightmare.
Within seconds, all nine of the men were in my room and the doors and windows in my room disappeared completely. "Need bathroom," I gasped around my sore throat.
The bathroom appeared where it had been before, but even there, all the lights were on, and there was no door. Everything could easily be seen, the house’s way of showing that there was no enemy lurking in the darkness, ready to drag me under.
"Pet," gasped Désiré as he rushed over. Completely disregarding the puke that was disappearing into the floors with every second that passed, Désiré reached up to stroke my cheek.
However, the feeling of my dream was too real, and I couldn’t stand it. "NO!" I gasped, even as I flung my head over the side of the bed to puke more. My body, completely overwhelmed, started to shake as I hung limply, unable to move a muscle.