Let It Be

Ella's POV

How did I get here? Isabella went home two days ago and we still haven't said anything to one another. The worst part of this is that the nightmares are back again. At this point I don't even want to go to bed. It is like I was ghost in a time loop doing the same thing over and over again. The dreams are always the same, no matter what I do I just can't seem to see the face of the person with the gun and even though he was the one with the gun, I saw a lot of blood in my hands.

" Ella you need to speak to someone about this." Alex said to me. I was sleeping in his bed which is what I have been doing since the night of the night club. Most people say that their dreams are way much better than their reality but for me it's different. My reality is way much more better than my dreams, because in my reality, I have Alex Black to hold me.

" I will be fine, it is just dreams. " I said to him.

" Not if they keep on coming back like this, you hardly slept for the last two nights,