"Don't leave me.
Please.
Mom, Blake.
I promise,..", I sob, I don't even know what I'm promising about, but they are my family, my only family.
they started to walk towards the door, heavy suite case by side leaving me behind on the floor, my sweet mother, my little brother.
"Diana, sista wake up no one is leaving you I promise", says the voice while shaking me with tears in his eyes.
I got up, and took him in my arms, his hand patting my back to say everything is ok.
But it's not. I get this kind of dream for seven years.
SEVEN FUCKING YEARS.
How am I supposed to be calm? I know they will never leave like him. it's my fear, of being alone, with no one by the side. which is a riddle that cannot be solved.
A few minutes later
"You okay?", he asked me.
"I'm fine thank you once again, Blake," I replied to him.
"Why don't say about your nightmares to mom, sista?. she can do something about it . Till when you will keep quiet and hide things from her".
I listen to him quietly as he went out of my room scolding me.
Here is the thing, I get the nightmare that I'll be all alone and no one will be by my side since blake was six who is now thirteen.
Only he knows about the nightmares (which he found out accidentally one day) because I don't want anyone to see me in this vulnerable state, even my birth giver.
I even saved her number with that name, it's for fun. So don't come to kill me.
well, you can if you have a death wish.
By the way, that was Blake. Blake Lockwood. My younger brother.
And possessed every quality of a younger brother.
He irritates me but is always with me whenever I needed him even when I don't. unfortunately. He got mom's blue eyes, Cinnamon hairs. And mom's features.
I smiled and lay down once again to sleep. As I try to sleep [keyword: try
].
I sighed.
This is why I don't sleep early. Means before 2 Am.
"Why am I not surprised", I complained while signing.
Again!! Me and my love of signing.tsk tsk.
I got up, went down to the living room opened the room door attached to it.
a.k.a [ mom's room] went in, laid on the bed beside her, and started snuggling her of which she flashes her sweet smile to assure me. That she's there. by not saying anything.
she respects my wishes, one of the reasons I love her.
'Hope tomorrow will be a great day I went to sleep by thinking about it.'