I walked into school feeling drained, I took the bus and woke up screaming on the bus. I had dried tears in my eyes. Lydia smiled to me but a concerned and worried frown later she held me, stroking my hair.
"Sh.Sh. It's over."
"There getting worse, he's still in them trying to save me but he can't." I mutter into her shoulder.
"Sh. Sh," She continued to stroke my hair. "We have someone who's interested in joining the anime club, are you okay enough to meet him?"
I pull away and nod wiping my eyes.
"Ok, come on. Maybe Nathan can help you later."

I walk up to the group and everyone smiles had fallen, but Nathan walked up to me and held me tight. "We'll talk about this later." He whispered into my ear.

"Jason, this is the woman in charge." Nathan said out loud after releasing me and turning around.
Jason was tall, he had grey long braided hair, he wore black boot cuts, converse and a white shirt with a chest pocket. His eyes a teal blue green. (Think Victor with long hair)

"Hello Jason, I'm Iris." We shake hands and I felt a shock wave feeling and yanked my hand back quick. He must have felt it too, he was looking at his hand.
"Jason here has every single class with you." Said Toby(Female) who was hugging Chris in the corner.
"I see, welcome to Waller."
He nodded his head once and I Nathan makes me sit down on the floor, he at a crouch before me. "Close your eyes okay, describe your dream to me."

I breathe out and I instantly pass out.

-Jason POV-

"Look in your mind, Iris, what is he like?" Nathan snapped at a boy named Hernan who pulled out his sketch pad. A picture nearly complete was there.
"What's going on?" I ask Lydia.
"She has NightTerrors, yesterday she actually got to sleep because she had a dream she loved. Now they're coming back."
"They're?"
Lydia nodded. "Nathan isn't a exorcist but he can see creatures, every time she come to school like this he tries prying the NightTerrors out but with no effect."
"What is he like Iris?" Nathan whispers.
"Cloaked, black cloth." She muttered almost hypnotized.
"Okay, what else?"
She scrunched her eyes tight, her head slowly moving back and forth.
"A scythe, black vines covered in blood. Coming for me." She grunted in fear and pain. Nathan was gripping her forearms.
"Vines, covered in blood." He said hypnotically back.
Tears escaped her eyes. "They're slithering through me, staining the white floor beneath me red. A rose bush growing from my heart." She was hyperventilating now.
She was screaming, Nathan covered her mouth quick with his hand. Her eyes shot open and she had tears in them.
He sighed and held her.
"He keeps trying to save me, Nathan." She whispered holding him.
"I know, I saw."
"He said my name." She said. "He said my name this time."
Nathan turned to Hernan, he had drawn a Grim Reaper. Iris saw the picture. "That's him." Hernan handed her the picture and she ran her fingers over it.
"Who are you? Who am I to you?"

-Iris POV-

Jason stared at me, I felt his presence oddly familiar. "Iris, I caught one." Said Nathan.
I faced him, in his hand a stone of a NightTerror. It was like a firefly but they have bat wings. An they do tend to drive people mad.Nathan had told me before, he was a demon. Wether I believed it or not was up to me. I believe him. He has that aura.

"Iris the bell has rung, we need to go." Said Lydia.

"Alright."

"Let's go Jason." I tell him. He follows and remained quiet for majority of the walk.

"Iris? Lydia told me about your NightTerrors, an I was wondering. If it was okay to help you if I need to."

I face him in disbelief. "I suppose so, I wanted to see someone again. That was the one time I could sleep. Since Elementary. He was a lot of help.

We walked into Hayes room and she saw me paler than a ghost. "Take it easy today." She whispered in my ear. She was the only teacher who let me sleep. Wether or not I got it was the essential question. I sat down and Jason followed.

As I set my head down I closed my eyes and waited.

The room was black, yet my hands touched glass. I wore a white dress. I looked around. An I moved my foot. A loud splash sounded. I look down and lift up my bare foot. "Iris?"

The room filled with a dark liquid, staining the white dress to red. Blood. I smelt it. The Reaper's hand reaching down to me, as the blood snaked around my shoulder. "Iris!" He called out, his voice it was Offender's.

"Iris!" Jason shook my shoulders. I was breathing hard realizing I was holding my ears again, tears in my eyes. Standing in the middle of class. I ran out of the room and into the hall. Jason I assumed followed me. I held myself and set my head against the cold stone wall.

"Blood, it's flooding in. Drowning me." I mutter off.

"Iris there isn't blood here, your here and with me." Offender's voice said behind me.

Jason's hands carefully turned me around. I felt the familiar skin of the dream man I had. I swore it was a dream, I swore. He held my face. "Offendy?" I ask.

"Iris." He replied. I cried more and ran into his embrace in seconds. He held me and stroked my hair. He gently pushed me against the wall and held me. "I hear you actually slept when I had left. Maybe I should tire you out some." He said.

He kissed me, his tongue sliding in. He gently tilted my head back. His braided hair covering the evidence. I closed my eyes and let him control the situation. How I missed the kiss, the touch of his lips on mine, his lips on my neck. I still had no awareness of what to truly do when the time came but I knew he would teach me. For now all I wanted was someone to hold while the darkness further closed in.