That haunting voice. "Deanna, oh Deanna." I was running in heels, wearing a long sparkling blue dress. "Deanna! Come here!" I looked behind me, coming to a sudden stop. My breathing heavy, my face close to the devil. "Hello darling."

"Get away, I thought you died!" I screamed at him, he pushed me down stairs that appeared out of nowhere. Hitting the bottom, I looked up at him. Pello. "Why are you here?"

"Simply you."

"What about me?" I questioned, my eyes widened. Seeing what sort of object he was holding, a dagger.

"To kill you."

I woke up screaming, restless, kicking. Everything. "Deanna! Hey!" I heard Grayson yell, he held me still. "Deanna! Hey! It's ok! You're ok! Breathe!" I inhaled deeply and exhaled, over and over again. "There you go, you're ok." He whispered, holding my face. Jumping at Ethan rushing into the room.

"What's going on!?"

"It's ok E, go back to bed." Grayson told him. Ethan was giving me a look.

"You ok D?" I nodded, seeing him leave again.

"Deanna, what was that all about?" Grayson questioned, his eyes scattering mine for answers.

"I'm ok, it was just a bad dream." I explained, going into my old habits of lying.

"That was more then a bad dream, Deanna. Please, tell me." He begged, not putting to much pressure on me.

"Can we talk about this when the suns up?" I asked, placed my hand on his cheek. He sighed heavily and nodded. He laid down back on his back, whilst I cuddled up against him. Feeling his arm wrap around me, I calmed down to the sound of Graysons heart beat. "I love you." I whispered.

"I love you too." He whispered back.

~~~

Flattering my eyes open, I saw that once again I woke up alone. Not the fairytale I wished and prayed for, going downstairs to the kitchen. Walking through the doorway, Grayson and Ethan's eyes glued onto me.

"Morning?" I froze.

"We rang Reggie." Grayson begun, making me flare my nostrils and grit my teeth.

"Ser-!" Ethan then cut me off.

"As your best friend, it's my duty to know what's wring with you. Why didn't you tell us about your nightmares, sleep paralysis. Basically dreams you have to scream yourself awake, you scared us." He explained, I sighed heavily. Running my hand through my hair. Feeling my heart beat rising.

"Babe?" I looked to Grayson. "It's ok, you don't have to say anything right now. We can talk to Reggie about it." I nodded, walking out of the kitchen exhaling sharply. I feel like Pello is haunting me. "Deanna!" Grayson called out, seeing him jogging up to me.

"I'm sorry I can't explain what happened last night. I've done it ever since I lost my mum and dad. It only happens for a while due to things happening, this reason is because of Pello." I stated.

"I know it's hard." Grayson begun, holding my face. "You've survived this far, Ethan and I will help you get better-."

"Don't you think Reggies tried a councillor and everything? Doesn't work, the only way he got me not to scream is sleeping pills."

"Ok, then we'll sort that out. We'll fix this." He explained, I smiled whilst he brought me into a hug. Feeling comfortable and safe, but it all changed. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw him.

"Aw,you two are having a moment."