LORI'S NIGHTMARE

I do not own NOES or any of the characters. I also do not own Haunted by Evanescence

It has been four weeks since the hospital. How time flies were your nights are filled with dreamless sleep. My father has visited me every day, making sure my medicine has continued to work and the nightmares have ceased, which they have. But, I have come to the conclusion in these past weeks that he has treated me more like one of his patients then his daughter.
Oh, sure he was loving enough the first night, and maybe even the week after. Who wouldn’t after seeing their daughter so traumatized?
Traumatized….
I guess that would not be the right word. More like destroyed or decimated would be more accurate. My perfect little world shattered into a million pieces.
I stare at him across the table, waiting for me to respond to the same question he asked over and over again. “What happened that night, Lori? It has been four weeks and in order for you to get past this; you need to talk about it. Otherwise you will never get better.”
Get better…..yeah, right.
His idea of getting better would be to tell him everything. It wouldn’t matter, he wouldn’t believe me. He would never believe me. He still told me it was all in my head, that the serial killer that had actually attacked me was the one now eluding the police. Jason….
“We have been through this dad; I don’t want to talk about it.”
He glared at me. “Lori…”
I stood up, walking past one of the mirrors in the room. I looked for a moment at the thin cut which was almost completely healed. My fingers absentmindedly traced its contours as I spoke again. “I am tired of being here dad. I want to go home.”
“That is out of the question until we catch the serial killer. It won’t be long now. He has already attack two more teenagers. I am sure you saw the paper I brought you.”
Now that was a low blow…
“I saw it,” I retorted, turning to him, “and I don’t think making me feel guilty about that is going to make me better. I can’t help you catch him. I don’t know how. I don’t know what he is looking for.”
Truth was, I did know. And until Will was completely healed, we couldn’t make that attempt again to drag Freddy into the real world so that Jason could kill him. Or rather they killed each other. I could not do it alone, I already knew that. But Will said he had found someone who used to live in Springwood that had survived. Someone from Freddy’s past that could help us. Once we left here, we would have to travel to Wisconsin where she lived now, but that was fine.
We would find her.
And then, Freddy would be dead…
Gone….
Yes, that is what I wanted. I wanted him gone for good. Didn’t I?
“Alright Lori, I will give you one more week. This is my ultimatum. If you don’t start progressing in your therapy sessions, I will remove Will from this ward and place him back in with my other patients. He will be isolated and you will not be able to see him again, you understand?”
Below the belt again….
“Thanks for caring, dad,” I uttered sarcastically as I turned and entered the hallway, walking quickly to my room. I never looked back.
GOD! He made me so angry. Never as angry as before, but, then again I have been more angry and emotional lately. But, as he textbooks had told him, that was to be expected of trauma victims.
“So is slashing my wrists, but he doesn’t see me doing that, does he?” I said aloud to myself. Slamming my room door in a childish attempt at irritation, I sat down at the desk in the corner. I sat there for a very long time, looking at a spot on the wall.
I felt so trapped, so absolutely caged and barred. I had Will, but he was going to be gone soon and now, more people have died in this fucking battle. And I was worthless to stop it.
I had failed…
I was not strong enough…
He had taken me….
Him….
Will and I had tried to be together. Had tried to…be intimate. About two weeks after I was desperate to prove to myself that I could have a normal sex life. I had felt so dirty, so broken and used that I needed to feel someone who actually loved me. I needed someone to show me what real love felt like. What making love felt like.
“Are you sure?” he had asked me as we lay there, already undressed. I had snuck into his room after hours when the nurse had fallen asleep. We had taken little time to get to this point, and that I was grateful. My courage was ebbing quickly and I was afraid that I would stop; evening though I needed this badly. I needed to know, had to find out.
I needed to know that I was not broken….
“Yes,” I had answered.
But, it did not help. He had been gentle, caressing my body and my core till I was physically ready. He moved slowly within me, still kissing me all over.
While he moved, a battle raged in my mind. I closed my eyes so he could not see the emotions raging through me. I felt…..it felt…wrong. All wrong. Even when I moved with him, trying to bring forth that fire I knew that was in me, nothing happened. It seemed almost mechanical. He came a little while later; I could feel him shuddering with the ecstasy of it.
But I felt nothing….
“Are you alright? Did I hurt you?” he had asked. I quickly answered him that he had not, but I did not linger afterwards. I quickly dressed and kissed him goodbye, telling him I was tired. What I really wanted was to just curl up in a ball and cry.
So, I had come to the conclusion that I was indeed broken….
Broken by the demon…
Him…..
Why was my heart beating faster? I shook my head and tried not to think about him again, for that is all I had been thinking about all day. Freddy was in my mind and my thoughts, even though I was no longer dreaming.
I turned on my stereo with the little remote that came with it and began to skim through the different stations. I needed something to take my mind off of thinking of the monster that had raped me. Of….Freddy….
Sixties music….lame.
Some stupid boy band song that I didn’t recognize…..retarded.
A techno, hip-hop mix? They must be joking…
Feeling this was going to be a lost cause, I did not even realize I had changed it again until a slow, eerie refrain filled my room. I recognized the group as Evanescence, for the lead female vocal was undeniable. But I did not recognize the song.

Long, lost words whisper slowly to me,
still can't find what keeps me here.
When all this time I've been so hollow inside,
I know you're still there...

What song was this? Why did it have to fit, right now? I was hollow inside. And I was still thinking about him. Why couldn’t I stop? Why couldn’t I just..be…normal….
Tears were falling again as I continued to listen….

Watching me, wanting me,
I can feel you pull me down.
Fearing you, loving you.
I won't let you pull me down...

I remembered then vividly of another time where music played in the darkness that fit. A song even now I knew every word to because even though I did not dream it, I still relived it. Still felt it in….inside.
“I am going to use you, Lori,” he had said to me. He had taken me to the brink of madness with his touch. To the brink of insanity with his thrusts…
“I am inside you, Lori. You feel me?”
I still felt him now as I sighed faintly, feeling my body shiver.
The song went on….

Hunting you I can smell you... Alive.
Your heart pounding in my head...

How the words affected me. I felt my pulse racing, my breath quickening. My mind was like a camera, replaying everything once again.
Us…moving…together.
Him and I….
Together….
Watching me, wanting me,
I can feel you pull me down.
Saving me, raping me.
I won't let you pull me down...

I felt so alone. So..confused. I knew what I was supposed to feel when I saw this, but I didn’t. I should be appalled. I should be ashamed.
I was ashamed at my weakness now, more than anything. I was sick. One fucking, sick little girl.
I wanted him…..
For reasons unknown, I wanted him. Even though he had killed everyone I loved, taken everything from me, my body ached for him and him alone. These feelings were never there before, why now? After weeks of therapy, after weeks of crying, screaming and slowly dying inside, why the hell now??
What the hell was wrong with me??
I felt my eyes droop as fatigue was setting in. I had been up all night battling with this and now it was taking its toll. I stood and went to the bed, kicking off my shoes and laying down. I reached toward my nightstand and took the little medicine cup that contained the two blue pills that promised dreamless sleep.
“You are mine Lori….”
Picking up one of little pills, I rolled it between my fingers, thinking of everything. Of Jason, of my lost friends, of Will…
He would kill Will, that I knew. Maybe I could protect him and the rest if I just didn’t…
Sighing, I rolled the pill again and again, thinking…
Suddenly, the song ended and the next one began. I recognized the song immediately, my heart skipping a beat.
The song repeated again…on a live station…..
It repeated its haunting words to me as I watched the stereo from my bed. That was not possible. How could it repeat on a live station?
A boiler room filled my memories, a song repeating over and over in the background. Freddy touching me…..
“Freddy’s Whore,” he actually said aloud, right by my neck. He sunk his teeth into the side of my neck, sucking on the flesh.
Stroking me…
Raping me….
Watching me, wanting me,
I can feel you pull me down.
Saving me, raping me.
I won't let you pull me down...

Useless piece of shit, that is all I was. I was nothing to nobody anymore. I wanted to die. And I did not want to be the one to do it…
Maybe….
More memories came, this time all about pain.
Back in my house, on the floor…
“Like I said when I killed your mother, I have thing for the whores that live in this house. Even the ones who blood runs pure. Let’s see what it looks like….” he sneered as his blades began one at a time flicking across the top of my chest, leaving long, thin cuts; deep red drops blossomed like flowers against the paleness of my skin. He criss-crossed my chest, bringing with each movement a new sensation of pain….
“You don’t want to miss this show princess. I will be your first……and last!” his maniacal laughter now filling my ears once again...
TEETH!
His dirty teeth had sunk themselves into my nipple, biting hard, sucking furiously. The pain and the flame burning….
“You are mine now, little piggy,” he spat at me as I watched the normal hand move to his pants, unfastening his belt. I heard once again in my mind the undeniable sound of a zipper being opened and felt his hand grip my waist, positioning himself against me.
Tearing….
Ripping….
Innocence lost…..forever…

“Remember me fondly, princess. Next time I will make you scream my name,” he had said to me, almost lovingly…
Almost…
Saving me, raping me, watching me…..

He was pain….he could give it, and he could take it all away…

“See you again soon bitch. Real soon……..”

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Lori thought rationally no more as she tipped the two little pills into the trash can next to her bed, turned over and closed her eyes.
She was ready to dream……

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