<<Jinx POV>>
~*Dream*~
My eyes shot open, I was relaxed in a warm, blue bed. I sat up and the smell of bacon and eggs filled the air. I moved the covers and stood up, looking down at my attire. I wore grey shoes, blue tank top, and soft socks. Almost as if I was a child again. I opened the door and followed the scent downstairs, the house I was in was an exact replica of the one our men are staying in. I got to he bottom of the steps and saw a woman in a white gown, cooking the bacon. I moved hair of my shoulder? But it wasn't mine, it couldn't of. I took a strand of hair and examined it,..brown. My hair was originally brown until I dyed it blue. I took my finger an wiped my eye..no make up. I walk over to the woman with brown hair and looked over her shoulder. She noticed,

"Hello sweetie, sleep well?" She asked, making me jump back.

"Who are you?" I ask and she frowns.

"Now don't tell me you don't remember me, it's me. Mom." She took the bacon off the stove and put it on a plate.

"My mom passed away..? You're not her." I glared at her.

"I should've known, Walking Dead at 2:45 at night is never good for a 13 year old." She rolled her eyes smiling.

"13?" I was so confused, I was clearly in my 20's.

"Have you forgotten your own age? What has that show done to you? I'll have to get Dad to take that off our shows."

"My dads in jail."

"No, he's at work. He was in jail but he promised to be a better person, so he's on parole." This didn't make any sense, how could he send us letters from prison if he wasn't in prison?

"Anyway, I made you breakfast. Here." She set the plate in front of me.

"Do you have any animal or deer meat?" She looked at me like I had 4 heads, then smiled.

"Bacon is an animal." She walked over and kneeled down to my level. "You eat it like this." She takes a bite and swallows. I grab my fork and take a piece, it was delicious.

"You look just like your father." She moved a strand of hair out of my eyes and looked at me. "You have the eyes of an angel." She laughed and I chuckled. My eyes started to tear up and I looked at her. Her smiled turned into a frown and she stood me up.

"What's wrong?" She asked as I sobbed. She hugged me as I desperately held on to her.

"Girls, I'm home. I've brought our surprise." The voice was from the door, I open my eyes and let go of my mom. I stood still as I looked at the brown haired man standing in front of the door that let in the sunlight.

"D-Dad." I ran and tackled him in a hug, which almost knocked him over. He tensed up a bit but wrapped his arms around me. I cried into his shirt which he just picked me up with a groan of pain.

"Aww, is Daddy's little girl upset she's growing up?" He smiled, even though he was in pain from picking me up.

"You have no idea how much I've missed you." I said , tears out of my eyes.

"Missed me? You've been sleeping upstairs." He laughed. He put me down and I was faced with a little boy.

"Dakota, you remember Jonathan right? Your brother? He's been in the hospital for 2 years cause of when I showed you how to kill a deer, not throw a knife at your brother."

"I don't...remember...?" I shrugged my shoulders

"It's a god thing, it was a bit gruesome." He pushed the boy lightly and he ran off to play. I looked back at my parents and they were gone, I looked down and they were on the floor, dead. The evil laugh rang around the house as the walls started to drop with black ooze.

"The hell?" The whole house was becoming black now, even the bodies on the floor.

"You thought all was safe? Hiding in your dreams from me?" The voice came around and I saw the white eyes and the white smile.

"Leave me alone!" I covered my ears and closed my eyes.

"Oh you see, but I can't! I'm in your mind, you're one of the insane ones my dear!"

"You..You lied to me! My father wasn't a bad man at all he was on parole for good behavior!" I cried.

"Clever girl! Clever girl! You seem to know my tricks and thoughts. Clever, clever, clever."

"Fuck off!" I yelled, getting up and running out, looking for a way out, suddenly, I saw Jon.

"Jonathan!" I yelled, he couldn't hear me, he was just a little 12 year old playing a game.

"Isn't that precious? A little bit playing his game to his heart's content!" He came by him and stroked his head. Jon didn't care.

"Leave him alone! We don't need you!"

"Ah, but I need you. I need you to die!" I screamed as he ran toward me.

~*Dream End*~

I jerked up, gasping for air. I look around the room and it's pitch black. I was sweating but alive, scared but alive. I held my forehead and sobbed a little, what a perfect world we lived in, until he snatched it and filled it with awful memories. I lay down and close my eyes, listing for my heart beat, if I was real quiet. I calmed a bit and rolled over, on my side. I rolled over to where Jon was supposed to be but he wasn't there. I sit up and look around, squinting my eyes.

"Del?" I call quietly. "Where are you?"

I get up and feel my way around the room, I guided myself along the wall until I found the light which I switched on. No sign of Jonathan.

"Del?!" I call a bit louder.

"DELIRIOUS!!"