The Elements (CURRENTLY BEING EDITED AND REWRITED)

"Are you going to be okay?" Sparky asked worried.

"Yes Sparky. For the fifth time, I'm going to be perfectly fine. The boys will be here all the weekend. Go and have fun with your aunties."

She was looking at me with doubt. "Shadow. I can cancel it if you're not feeling well."

I rolled my eyes. "Woman! Which part from I'll be fine you don't understand?? I appreciate that you are worried for me, but you have your own life so go and live it!" I started to push her out of our bedroom.

"Fine. But if something is wrong or you feel very bad call me or I'll strangle you when I'll come back." she said defeated.

I smiled in victory. "Yeah, yeah. Just go already. I'm sure your aunt is already here. Go and have fun but don't forget about me, even when I doubt you, I'm no good without you!!"  I sang and hugged her.

She shook her head but smiled and hugged me back. "You and your obsession with Twenty one pilots."

"Shut up. You're ruining the moment."

"Whatever." she said and hugged me tighter.

"Come on Sparkling thing. You aren't moving in another world. You are just leaving for the weekend. Cut the drama because your aunt is here." Flame said with an eye roll.

"Fuck you with a toothbrush. Bye Shads. I'll miss you." she said and waved at me.

"Bye my little Spark. I'll miss you too!!" I yelled after her because she was already out of the apartment.

I sighed and jumped on the couch with a yawn. Sparky left to spend the weekend with her auntie from her mother side. I was happy that she has at last two alive relatives, except her big brother that is missing. Exactly like my 3 brothers. I found out that I'm the littlest one from the whole family. Yay, no. This means that I have 7 big and overprotective brothers and I should be happy but I'm not. Why? Because they start to worry from every little thing. Now they all are worried for me and Lincoln because we look sick and like freaking zombies. No, we are not sick. We have just nightmares. Three days in a row I had nightmares. Three fucking days! I look like a zombie and I feel like one. Lincoln is in the same condition as me and to make things more bad, we have similar dreams. Same garden, same woman, same script. Kids playing outside, darks appearing out of nowhere, woman or man coming out to get the kids into the house, darks attacking then wake up screaming. The only different thing is the characters. In his dreams, he sees every time the same boy with different other kids while I see the same girl with different kids. He thinks that those nightmares are not actually nightmares. He thinks that they are memories coming back to us. I don't want that to be true, but it makes sense. The girl I see, it's actually me and the boy he sees is actually him. The woman and the man are our parents and the other kids are our brothers.

I sighed again while rubbing my face.

"You okay there?"

I looked up to see Black staring at me with a tell-me-what's-going-on-now. He tried the whole week to make me talk but let's be honest! We are talking about me here.

"Yeah. Just a little tired." A little more but I won't tell him.

He scoffed. "You look like crap. Do you think I'm stupid to believe you?"

"Yes?" why it sounded like a question?

"Well, I'm not." he walks and takes a seat next to me. "We will stay here until you tell me what's wrong."

I rolled my eyes. "Then go and take your pillow, blanket and some food 'cause my lips are sealed.

He starts to glare at me. "Why aren't you telling me?"