nightmare (jem and Eli)
nightmare : my muse coming to your muses aid when they awake from a nightmare.
JEM WAS A CHILD OF DREAMS. his head was caught up in clouds and syntax. more often than not his dreams were whimsical blurs, fun and fancy free. on the rare occasion that he did experience a nightmare, it would shock jem, not only by the richness of the reality he was stuck in, but by the inevitable gloomy outcome. his family was no good at keeping their feelings hidden. he knew the fears of his parents, he shared them in a way. he didn’t blame elias for who he was, but he also was concerned by the depravity it could cause. one night, jem found himself dreaming of his brother becoming the monstrous beast they all feared becoming. he woke up in a sweat. the dream was so vivid and real, made even eerier by the light of the full moon slipping between his shades. he clenched and unclenched his fists around his blanket until he felt he was back in reality. ever suspicious, he crept out of his bed into his brother’s room. he was barely eight when this all occurred, just a few weeks before his parents would officially ban eli from their home. jem cracked the door opened and just watched. it didn’t seem like anything was out of the ordinary. he opened his mouth to call out his brother’s name but instead a gurgle came out instead. he cleared his throat, by then eli had rolled over on his bed to look at his intruding sibling. ❝ don’t ever kill someone, ❞ jem said bluntly. ❝ you’re not a monster like they say. ❞ he stood there a few more seconds then went back to bed.












