A nightmare within a dream by Marwa Kodmany (top 50 books to read TXT) 📖

side where he can stare at the view. I managed to check him out; He was putting his shooting gun in the belt! Is he a police man??? No! I guess it’s for hunting! He is not a police man he is filthy wealthy rich. I can recall a memory of me and him in that Mercedes just right now! It can’t be! Even if he was a police man he shouldn’t be wearing his belt in some promenade field where we are now. I assume that we are having a good time.

His face is impassive. All of a sudden, he gave me a familiar smirk, I know it meant something but I can’t remember anything about this guy! He didn’t answer my Why questions!! I’m totally confused. There was no obvious reason for him to murder me in the kitchen!!! I’m not gonna let him get away with his murder of me. He got to pay for it! It’s my unfinished business. 

He reached to the Mercedes and came back with a Nikon digital camera posted on his hand! Are we having fun around here!!?? Answer me you striking beautiful idiot!! I put on a fake smile and adrenaline is spiking through my body with every step he is making towards me. I can’t fathom these feelings. I tried to breathe some of the bracing air around here to cool down but I failed. His electricity is just contaminating the atmosphere; I’m completely drawn to him. All my body is tingling. He was gazing intently at me. What should I do?! I gotta act naturally. He has some big effect on me that I can’t resist. I have this chance and only to chastise him. He deserves it! He stabbed me in the kitchen with his pride smile and his eyes fixed on me! He is a bloody murderer.

He is so intense and absent. It feels like, he is not here! Why is that? “Hey! Where have you been? Hello Are you here?”I said and I smiled at him while I’m chewing the bite of the chocolate he gave me earlier. He is taking photos. I did a thousand of poses and we laughed about it, we touched every time he tried to be captured too in the frame of the photo. Our eyes got locked million times. It’s strange that you can feel comfortable and puzzled at the same time. I’m enchanted by him! I got so involved in this. Somebody has to put an end to it!  He turned to his lifeless face and gazed at me. His adorable smile has disappeared. “What’s going on with you today?” I grabbed him in the arm. “Stop thinking please!!! Let’s enjoy nature! Life! Look at those snow-covered mountains” I said! LIFE?  Do I have to talk about life in this timeless situation???. We stopped near to the edge. Suddenly, I heard an echo in my head. It was him telling me I love you, while his bladed knife in my stomach! I’m not feeling well, I feel so giddy! I want to hug him so much, embrace his cheek and tell him; I love you back!

I put my arms around him so gently; I’m so close to him now that he didn’t feel my hands catching his pistol. My hands are shivering. He faced me. His beautiful sculptured face is just so close to mine. We are gazing! It looks like he wanna’ dig inside my eyes to know more.

 “ Darlin” I said and I was trembling, I blinked rapidly, my eyelids matching my heart rate. I’m in a total chaos.

That’s the moment when I gave you away my love! “I love you back” I said and that strong harsh voice that came from between us has pushed him apart to the cliff where he fell. He didn’t stop looking at me!  He was grapping my hand, he didn’t want to let it go! OH MY GOD! What have I done!??I’m shocked myself! His fingers were catching my finger where the ring was found as if he wanted his ring back. He failed to take it! I watched him go down! I couldn’t do anything! I was only watching!  Maybe I cried, I had my tears back from last night or whenever it was, but unfortunately it didn’t wash my memories or heal my wounds.

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chapter 3: OUT of my Head

Chapter3:

“ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!! :O “ I shouted myself out! I’m sweating! Oh my Dear God. The phone was ringing I can’t see who is calling!! Then suddenly I heard a voice coming

“Oh my God here is a glass of water!” said a middle-aged woman I have never seen my whole life!! Why should I always be surprised?

“Who are you!??”

“Drink first!!! Miss. Mila told me to take care of you. The breakfast is ready. Its 11:20 am. I came here every Friday to clean up and do some shores; I was scared when I hear you screaming like that! And I’m Mrs.cook”

“Nice to meet you!, but Where is Mila?”

“When I arrived she was about to go jogging. she does this every day with Mr.Christensen, he used to come here to wake her up”

“Did he come today?”  Why did bother asking such a question! I killed him! lol! Not funny I smiled.

“Why are you smiling Miss. Underwood? You were about to kill me 2 mins ago” she winked me and took the empty glass.

“You can call me Marline” I giggled as she was leaving the room, she wouldn’t even care to ask me about my nightmare that I obviously had.

The phone was ringing again!  Thank God now I can see that is Mila.”

“Yup”

“Wake up lazy, you went to your bed before me yesterday and yet you are too sleepy to answer”

“I’m dead”

“The pretty man killed you again!!” she laughed mocking me.

“No I revenged! I killed him back” I said and I was so aware that she would never ever believed that I truly dreamed of killing her fiancée in a valley I ‘ve never been in to.

“hahaha well I’m about to kill my man too” she said in a sarcastic-serious tune.

“What happened?” poor guy!

“We had a great romantic night yesterday! A great dinner and we danced all night then he received a call and decided to drop me in my apartment!”

“Yeah?!”

“Ok I got over this! it’s ok I’m a cool girl! Maybe he has something important. You know he is a business man .Then I woke up early in the morning, and I went to my daily jogging without him because he didn’t answer his phone but two minutes ago I called him again. He turned up to be furious and frustrated then he told me that he wants to step away. For God sake this man  proposed yesterday!” angry voice

“Chill out! He could be tired! When are you gonna stop calling people early in the morning?” I laughed. I guess it’s all about his mother and the proposal! I wonder if she knows about this.

“No Marline! It’s serious!”

“Ok you both will work it out eventually!” I said this and I was so guilty that I envied her last night about that courageous proposal and I’m not quite sad about all this. That’s bad.

“You have major problems to solve! Try to be mature. He will call believe me” 

“Marline honestly! What do you think of Ethan?” she asked

“Believe it or not! I’m not the right person to ask” I giggled but I know deep inside that these complex nightmares with this guy are going to ruin my entire life and maybe hers too.

“Ok am coming home see ya”

“ See ya”

I know one thing that yesterday I woke up wondering about that guy who killed me, who could be and what the murder can tell me about him!? But today I woke up feeling bad about two things: 1- cheating on my sister awkwardly and second is the fact that I killed him hypothetically. Even it’s just a nightmare and everything seems to be insane for the last 24 hours. But the one’s unconscious can tell a lot. All those berried desires and all fears can be shown in your dreams occupy your thoughts. If you get carried it out it would dominate your conscious so you will end up either in a mental health institution or those unconscious feelings will be manifested in actions like being angry, sleepy or hustle. Now I’m fighting for my sanity maybe my self-respect that I should define what is real what’s not. Ethan is the only reality that gonna mess things up. There is something weird about him; there should be a reason why a guy like him would risk harassing his fiancée’s sister the same party he proposed in.

All my thoughts had been shut when the door bell ring, I was going to open it when I remember that It could be Mila. I opened the doomed door when I saw the blue eyes of every night, the sanity I’m searching for but it seems it’s the madness which has nothing to do with  my sanity or self- respect kind of thing.

“Good Morning Crazy lady” said Ethan who was caring a flower’s bokeh. Why should I bear seeing him in my both consciousness and un- consciousness?

“Good morning Self-loved, messed up- minded whoever” I said

“Don’t be harsh on me! Where is Mila?” asked me as soon as he entered before I let him in. This guy should be mannered.

“What do you want?” I asked him without even looking at him.

“Who are you again?” he put on his sneaky smirk.

“She is jogging!” I answered

“Well I used to jog with her but I was tired and errr” he said interrupted by me.

“ I don’t care!” I said. He was looking surprisingly at me as it was the first time in his life ever got offended.

“Nice! That’s nice” he clapped his hands. He continued “Whatever you trying to prove Mean lady! Keep it to yourself! i knew you are a journalist I recommend that you should be more diplomatic”

“You started richy boy” we were looking intensely at each other.

“Well you showed up in my kitchen” he laughed. The same moment Mila opened the door.

He was gripping the bokeh so tightly and came closer to her “Baby Please I miss you” he said

He was just another person; he just put on a different face. He’s not acting himself. Ethan is the guy who was talking to me 1 minute ago. Not this one who is leaning on my sister. She is killing me that she is overwhelmed by him. Maybe so am I but every one of us has own self pattern. I left to my bed room and told the maid to make us coffee or anything could contain caffeine so I can add some piece of mind to my day.

I closed the door then I start writing I need to focus on this conscious matter. There was a knock on the door “yes”

“The coffee Miss.Marline” said Mrs.cook when she opened the door smiling

“Thank you”

“Love birds” she sighed “I like Mr.christensen but I’m quite baffled, there was a battlefield minutes ago. What’s wrong?”

“mmm what do you know about him? You just see him here right?” I asked with my full intension to know more about him.

“You are asking