~Tom~

I heard the clock struck twelve and a sigh escape my lips. I push my glasses back up before turning a page of the book over. I'm trying to find something to help my sister. I know something is wrong with her.

Ever since she got back from the hospital she changed. It got worse by the days and now she's not even coming out of her room. Almost every night I hear her cry. It started with silently sobbing until I hear muffled cries coming from her room.

She shuts me out and barely talks to me now.

There is so many fear in her eyes every day. She said that she is fine, but I'm not stupid. I know her my whole life, she isn't fine. I wish I could help her, but I can think of anything.

For a moment I thought about telling her about her life in the asylum, but I couldn't. They did so much to her, to us. I can't just tell her what happen. She saw already a few things in her dream, but I don't think I will tell her more. It's good for her not to remember anything from that time in her life.

I wish I don't remember it.

The nightmares I have almost every night makes it worse. It's like it all happen all over again.

Every time.

My thoughts got interrupted by a scream.

"Ina."

I said to myself before rushing up the stairs.

Her room will probably be locked. My hand when to the door knob and to my surprise it's open. Quickly I walk inside. My eyes scan the room. Her nightlight was on, but it was on the ground. Drawings were scattered across the room.

Most of the drawings are just some lines or other things, some drawings aren't even finished. Other pages are all black. I walk further into the room. I fond Ina in a corner hugging her knees. Her head was in her hands while she just look in front of her. She was crying hysterically.

"Ina?"

I kneel down in front of her laying my hand on her shoulder. Her eyes move to me begging me to help her. She couldn't speak I could feel it. She needs to get out of here. Away from those drawings and away from all of this.

I picket her up and the moment I held her in my arms she latched herself to me. She was gripping my shirt in her fist like her life depends on it.

Her cries still didn't stop when I came downstairs. I made my way to the couch and sat down with her in my lap. Slowly I rub her lower back trying to calm her down. "Ina it's alright. Sssh." I whisper agains her hair.

She had her face against my chest and her hands were gripping the back of my shirt. My hand when through her hair trying to calm her down.

"It's gonna be okay." I whisper again.

I try to calm her down, but she wouldn't stop crying. It was like she was in pain. I pull away from her and grabbed her face in my hands. "Ina are you in pain?!" I try to read her face, but I couldn't see anything.

Slowly she nodded her head.

"Where? Show me where."

Her hand slowly moved from my back. I watch her carefully. Slowly her hand when to her stomach. I look down at her hand before grabbing it.

"Your stomach." She nodded.

I hesitated before grabbing the hem from her top. I wanted to pull it up, but Ina grabbed my hand shaking her head crying more.

"Ina please let me look." I begged while she try to get out of my grip.

She screamed and kicked trying to get away from me. It hurts to see my baby sister like this.

I lost my grip on her and she jumped up running away. Quickly I stood up and run after her. She ran to the backdoor before running out the house. I can't let her go to the forest in the middle of the night!

"Ina stop!" I yelled running closely behind her.

The forest was dark, but I could clearly see Ina in her white pjs. "Ina please stop running!"

I look around me while I ran and I didn't feel save here. Something is in the forest with us. I focus my attention back to Ina and stop with running when I saw that she was gone.

No!

She was right in front of me. Crap! I turn around trying to find her.

"Ina!"

No sounds.

It's so silent here. I can't even hear a owl or any other type of night animal. Silent sobs came from my right.

Ina.

Quickly I ran to the sobs. Ina was sitting on her knees with her back facing me.

"Ina?" I whisper walking closer.

"I'm sorry."

A frown came to my face.

"What do you mean?" I was still walking closer to her. Something was wrong I can feel it.

"I couldn't handle it anymore." Her voice was barely a whisper.

I was standing behind her now.

"Ina what did you do?"

A cry escape her lips.

"I'm sorry Tom, I really am."

Slowly she stood up. Her hands when to her side and my eyes widen. They were cover in blood. In her right hand she held a knife. My hand when to her shoulder. I turn her around and jump back when I saw her face.

Horror covered my face when I saw my baby sister face. Once where here beautiful soft brown eyes where are now two bloody gaping holes. Blood was running out of the holes over her cheeks onto her white top.

"I'm sorry Tom, but he made me do it." She pointed behind me.

Slowly I turn around and saw someone standing there. I couldn't see him clearly. In a blink of a eye he was gone.

Quickly I turn back around only to find two pair of white mint green death eyes right in front of me. Before I could react or jump back he jump at me.

I woke up with my face on a a book. Slowly I look around and saw that I was home. My eyes wander to the clock and saw that it was pass twelve.

It was just a dream.

A horrible dream.

I let out a sigh before closing the book I was sleeping on. It was late and I needed to get some sleep, real sleep without nightmares. After cleaning up all the books and papers I when upstairs.

My eyes landed on Ina's door. If I want to sleep tonight I need to check on her. Carefully I turn the doorknob. It's not locked that's a good sign. I open the door and looked inside.

Ina was asleep with her nightlight on and her sketchbook on her chest. A smile came to my face seeing that she was alright, for now. I walk inside and took her sketchbook from her and put it on her nightstand.

Trying not to wake her up I pull the covers fully on her before sitting down on the edge.

She open her eyes and looked at me.

"Tom?"

I brush some hair out her face smiling.

"Yeah it's okay go back to sleep."

She shook her head closing her eyes.

"Stay with me." Without answering I lay down next to her pulling the covers on both of us.

I know she had a nightmare. Maybe it was the same I had? That had happen before.

All I know is that I don't want her to feel like this. I want her to have a normal life.