Forever Always Ends

[Italics] "Why didn't you tell me?" I looked up to find Luke standing over top of me. "I couldn't Luke, you have to understand. He would kill me." "I can't let him keep hurting you," he said, moving towards the doorway. "Luke, wait! He'll kill you too," I sobbed, reaching for his arm, trying to stop him. "No. Julie, I love you. And I can't stand by while you get hurt all the time." He left my room and headed upstairs where my father was doing paperwork. Screaming and yelling erupted from the floor above. I tried to get up and help Luke. To try and save him. But my body wouldn't let me. It was like my body was shutting down. Nothing was working except my tear ducts. All I could do was cry, and hope that Luke would be okay. I heard a gun shot and then the sound of a body crashing against the floor. The next thing I knew, I was standing beside a hole in the ground. I peered into the hole and saw a wooden coffin. I was at someone's funeral. I looked around, trying to find Luke. I didn't see his face anywhere. Instead, I spotted my father, glaring at me. Luke had died; he was trying to save me. This was all my fault. [End Italics] I woke up covered in sweat and tears. It had been a dream; a really awful nightmare. I looked over at my alarm clock and saw it was only 3:00 am. I tried to go back to sleep but I couldn't. The nightmare kept replaying in my head like a broken record. I couldn't stop it either. I just laid there. What if Luke did find out? What if my father did kill him? A single tear slid down my cheek. How many people would he hurt? More tears began to flow down my cheeks. People were going to get hurt if they found out. My father would stop at nothing to keep everything a secret. The flow of tears began to pour down and I couldn't stop them. I thought about all the problems I was dealing with. It took an hour and a half before I finally fell back asleep, dried tears staining my cheeks.