In My Dreams I Hold A Knife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Her voice came back to her, and she blurted out what she had been thinking, “What are you doing in my house?” In a very calm, deep voice, which was soothing and lacked any aggression or destress, “I saw you in my vision and in my dream, just like this. I came here to check on you and found you on the floor. You were unconscious and needed immediate attention, just like my dream and vision. I provided you some of my blood to help you improve faster and be able to take any bags of blood. I provided several bags of blood to hydrate you. I take it the visions and dreams are affecting you the same as they have been affecting me.”

I fell to the ground crying in pain and woke up from my sleep panting. I looked at my stomach and there was no knife. I heaved a sigh of relief as I realized that it was a dream.

I screamed and knelt on the floor and I felt Clein hug me from behind. "Clein… Tell me, i-it's just a dream isn’t it? Tell me!" I said while holding the hem of his shirt tightly. "Andy... The truth is in front of you... Sorry, I'm here for you..." And I cried all out and I couldn't stop myself from approaching my Mother with five knives stabbed in her body.

I strongly believed that if you had the capacity to slash one’s things so aggressively, you could also hurt them if given the chance. With my head turned to the door and a pocket knife under my pillow, ready for grabs, I slept fitfully. A re-enactment of what had been done in my room showed up in my dreams but this time, I watched as the black-clad figure ransacked my things with vengeance. I woke up drenched in my sweat and couldn’t close my eyes after that. I hugged my knees and rocked back and forth on the floor until morning came. I muttered to myself continuously as I got ready for the day.

I was made aware of the glinting silver knife that was held firmly in his hands and horrible memories started appearing once again. A picture of Kaizen storming over to me with evil eyes and a dagger in his hands, him stabbing me with the knife while I laid dead in a pool of my own blood. Tears immediately stung the corner of my eyes and I couldn't stop it. This was the first time I was having such flashbacks in daylight. It had always plagued my sleep and I knew the reason why I was having one right now was because that person I'd been having nightmares about was right in front of me, holding a knife to my face.

It’s not quite loud but I know what he is saying. The next thing I know is that I am in Angelo’s mansion watching a couple happy together. I can’t see their faces but the view is making my heart ache. I felt so broken for so sudden. After one blink, I saw a knife on my hand and a dead woman in front of me. “Selena!” A man’s voice called my name and I drop the knife. “I didn’t do it!” I screamed out loud and woke up sweating. It’s just a dream. A dream that felt so real. It also made me cry. My body is shaking a lot, remembering everything.

‘Mine. As I jolted awake, my heart was pounding so hard that I thought it would explode out of my chest. My hand was clenched so tightly around my dagger. My grip on the weapon was so tight that the blade had cut into my palm, and blood was dripping down, staining the sheets. I took in a shaky breath and dropped the weapon on the floor. My hand throbbed from the pain, and I couldn’t stop shaking. The Bloodfangs Alpha had appeared in my dream. Why him? Why now?

Cold, Blind and Distant. Just like I had in life. But sometimes gods, sometimes it was worse. Sometimes, in the dream, it was me holding the knife. Me. Not some faceless attacker. Not some monster in the dark. It was my hand driving the blade into her chest. And she never screamed. She just looked up at me with those eyes, those same sad, glassy eyes and whispered, “Why, Lumian? I love you… Why would you do this?” I’d wake up gasping, soaked in sweat, my throat raw like I’d been the one screaming.

I woke up several times throughout the course of the night though, my dreams were very, very jumpy. In my dreams, the man succeeded in opening the door, but nobody had come and intervened. I was left alone to take down the attacker all by myself. I was able to hit him with a weapon but he was much swifter and stabbed me with his knife. Luckily though, it was all in my dream and not real. .

They are all around me and the way they look at me together. "Kill her. Kill her." They said again and again. I looked at mom again and my eyes widened when she stabbed me with a knife. I woke up from bed. "It was just a dream, I thought it was true..." I took a deep breath and looked out the window. Trying to calm down myself from that weird dream. Why would mom do that to me in my dream?