Nightmares

"Where am I? I questioned aloud while looking around. I was in a space with very low lighting. Not only that, but I could barely see my hands while having them stretched out, Suddenly I heard voices. Following the sound, I arrived in My room from my past life. Then I saw my past self. I don't know why, but I intuitively knew I was in the form of a spirit now.

"Just Poison her, If you kill her all your problems will disappear, and They will all love you back" A clocked person whispered to the past me while offering me a bottled liquid.

"They will all love me back" The past me repeated her words with a beam. What, How am I here.

"Yes. All you have to do is put a drop of this in her food and everything will be yours again.

"Everything will be mine again," The past me thought out loud while receiving the bottle. I felt a pull on my spirit body and found myself in my former body again.

-No, don't- I screamed in my body while trying to shake off the bottle from my hands. While trying to fight against the force controlling my body and hopefully gain control I felt myself getting dragged.

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I awoke and saw another scene from my former life. The day that properly marked my downfall and the loss of the person who cared about me.

"Zinnia" I called out to my maid while staring at the mirror.

-Z- I called out with a whisper while attempting to hug her, but I was dragged down and forced to sit still. Zinnia was a maid assigned to me. She had been with me for as long as I remember. She was more than just a maid, she was my sworn sister and the only person who watched over me. She was my companion.

"Yes, Miss Teirrah" She answered with a smile while walking towards me.

"I need you to do something for me" I replied and told her of my plan.

-Please don't listen to me. Stop; I whimper in while repeatedly banging against my consciousness-.

"Teirrah, I do not think this is a good idea, She is protected by powerful people who love her" She stated with an informal tone after checking around to see we were completely alone.

The words "love her" seemed to trigger me. I shouted at her and gripped her hands tightly.

"You promised me that you would always be there for me, Are you going back on your words"

She flinched. "But T, you could get hurt"

"I already am. Don't you see that? If she is allowed to reign free, sooner or later I will have to make way for her or worse be thrown out of the castle. Please help me just one more time, then we can finally be happy. Don't you want that?" I convinced her with a pleading tone

"What if they trace it back to you"

"They won't. Once the poison is digested, all traces are gone" I said, handing her the vial of liquid.

-WHY WON'T YOU LISTEN!-. I repeatedly tried to gain control of my body, but I couldn't. So I could only scream and watch the memory play out.

"Alright Teirrah" She took it and clutched it to her bosom

"Thank you" After today they would look at me. They Will. I thought with a smile.

"Anything for you T" And As I watched her walk away, I felt my heart drop. I instinctively wanted to call out to her, to tell her to come back. Tell her that we should just run away. Together. So I fought against the overbearing weight on my body and stretched out my hand towards her. Finding out that I could finally move my body on my command. I quickly got up and called out her name.

"Zinniaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

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I woke up with sweat streaming down my body and tears leaking out of my eyes.

"I am so sorry Zinnia, Please come back" I whimper out.

I tried to push down the memories of her death, but I just kept getting flashbacks of before her death. The only good days of my life. I remember the day I wasn't allowed to go to the ball dance and was feeling down about it. But she had dragged me out of my bed and took me around town. She had taught me her hometown dance. Under the stars, we had promised to always be there for each other. She embodied the meaning of her name, she was good, kind, Stubborn and so affectionate. She had offered me her friendship and kept her promise. A promise that I didn't keep.

Oh, How I wish I had been reborn without the memories.