I woke the next morning with a slight headache and a crook in my neck. My reoccurring dream happened once more and was honestly beginning to get to me...Maybe I should see a therapist?

I grabbed my phone and began to call my doctors office but right as the call began to go through my phone shut off.

" What? " I mumbled to myself.

I turned on my phone and tried calling once more but the same thing happened.

" Um ok... "

I stood up and stumbled to my kitchen. I began to make myself some breakfast as my mind wandered to that man Brendon from the coffee shop. For some reason I couldn't seem to remember what he looked like completely.

Strong jaw...dark hair...dark brooding eyes...he was thin and fit right? God I wish I could remember exactly what he looked like.

I ended up burning my breakfast from not paying attention but I ate it anyway. I pulled a shirt on and went over to my office area, pulling out my laptop and opening it while sitting down. I opened google docs and started a new document.

Words flowed through my mind and onto the document and turning into a new song right at my finger tips. I opened my recording software and listened to a few new songs I had already recorded and finished editing them in order to send them to Spencer who just happened to be my manager.

I sent them off towards him and stood, going over to my closet and getting on some jeans before leaving my tiny apartment in favor of getting some fresh air. I didn't have work until 1pm so a little walk would be nice.

As I walked the cold streets I couldn't help but compare everyone to that guy... What is going on with me? As I walked quickly through the quiet rainy streets I could've sworn I saw Brendon.

I called out his name causing a few people to turn towards me but the man didn't turn around. I ran after him as he turned down an alley.

" Bren...don "

When I turned the corner, the dead-end alley was void of any person. My breath became shaky when I found no way for that guy to have escaped. I turned and jogged back home, my hands shaking and my breath ragged.

I slammed my door shut as I entered my apartment, my heart racing and my mind reeling. My peripheral vision was going dark as the beginnings of a panic attack approached me. I let my body slide down the wall to the floor as my mind overpowered me and sent a hellscape of anxiety dancing through me.

I rush to the bathroom and brace myself against the sink. I splash my face repeatedly with cold water and lift my head up just to see Brendon standing behind me in the mirror. I gasp and turn around just to see no one hiding behind me.

Tears began to pour down my cheeks as I sunk to the floor and let my anxiety control me. My vision started to go black and tears filled my eyes until my vision was blurry. I squeezed my eyes  shut and gripped my hair.

"He's not here...hes not here! " I whimpered.

" Yes I am " a voice whispered in my head.

I whimpered and buried my face in my knees until my vision went black and everything stopped.

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I could see his hand hovering over me. His face of concern painted my mind. I tried to move away from him but my  body was completely frozen. Right as his hand reached to touch my face, I sat up.

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I gasped as I woke up. No one's here...no one's here Dal just calm down. I quickly stood up and checked the time. 3 hours have passed?? Fuck! I have work!

I rushed towards my closet, tugging on random articles of clothing before running out the door with my keys and phone in hand. I ran down to the coffee shops and rushed into the back where Spenc was taking care of some trash.

" Dude you're nearly half an hour late. What happened? " Spenc asked in a gentle voice.

I couldn't hide the truth from him anymore.

" Anxiety attack...wore me out and made me black out " I murmured under my breath.

Spencer gave me a sad look and continued with his duties.

" Remember you put me on speed dial for a reason... "

I sighed, " I know I know.. " I replied softly.

I went out to the nearly empty coffee shop and sighed, cleaning up any messes that were in sight. I cleaned quickly, shaking slightly every time the door rang and someone who even remotely looked like Brendon came in.

A soft voice sounded from behind me as I was in the middle of cleaning a table.

" Dallon right? " the seductive voice asked.

My body shook as I turned around and was met with those same, seductive, chocolate brown eyes. I gulped and backed up into the table I was cleaning sending a soft shock of pain up my spine.

" Dallon? " He asked again.

" U-Uh yes...do you n-need something? " I replied.

I bit my lip shakily trying to relieve the tension building up inside of me.

He smiled scarily, his teeth shining through his smile.

" Just wanted to know your name... " he replied in a secretive tone.

" What do you want from me Brendon! " I asked angrily.

Brendon smirked, his hand reaching up and griping my chin. I scowled at the man and stared into his perfect eyes.

" Oh love...you should know what I want by now. "

And just like that he was gone, and I was left shaking against a table in an empty room.

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Hey guys! hope you enjoyed the new chapter! Sorry for any spelling errors, I'm just getting back into writing more consistently and my typing has gotten slower and shittier. Please tell me your favorite part in the comments and tell me any ideas you'd like to see possibly come to life!

Again the story is dedicated to @IDEKTERBEAR who is one of my very good irl friends.

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