-there will be gore, mention of abuse, self mutilation near the end.-

The day was a blur, i just was a fleeting memory as i mostly just wanted too go back into my mind.
  As soon as i got home, i crashed into my bed and fell asleep as soon as i could.

"If... you stay quiet we just might live."
"who are you?"
a person put their fingers on my lips, i looked at them and they were tired, dirty and bloody. I must've been in a apocalyptic dream, one of my favourites.
  I moved their hands and whispered in their ear. "you're a dream. i'm awake." and with that, something in them snapped, as if you told a actor too stop.
"You know, it's hard." they said as i imaged us in a safer place. With a whim we were swept away into my childhood house. "i was wondering when you'd come back. i was waiting for your question" the person said as their head blurred into faces of millions of people i seen.
   It stopped at my first boyfriend.   

  "what was it again? scare you was it? now that's simple." he snapped his fingers and we were in the room of the first saw movie. A movie i seen when i was a kid and got nightmares for a month.
   he was across the room, chained up to the wall, and so was I.
   "Fear is a natural instinct for humans, it helped you survive for generations. But it can also kill you, false fear is what i like too call it. Some say mania, paranoia. It's when.. you get scared of something you know is harmless, which is what kills you. not physically but internally, from your heart, mind, body and soul. Because it can't be cured by a clown jumping out, you expect it. No, this is something that eats you from the inside out." he grabbed the bone saw from the ground and held it too his chained arm.
  "i know you still miss me, and that you never really got over me. i was your first love after all. and you're also.. afraid of what i used too do." He said as he effortless started to saw his arm, not even a flinch in a small smile he had or a raise in tone. "when you seen me break my finger and show you the joint, when i had rope burns around my neck, when i had cuts and burns all over my body. i truly wanted too die, but you kept me alive. for a while at least."

   when his arm fell off, that's when the fear set in. He started too howl and writher on the ground like a wild animal. His stump gushed blood like a fountain. I didn't dare look away, this is what i wanted. He stared in my eyes the entire time of this horror show, unblinking, without breaking eye contact once. My heart sunk as he became less active and more still, when his arm slowly went from a fountain into a drizzle. And his stare and breath became cold. "but yet, you stayed." he said with a crooked smile as blood dripped out of his mouth and his gaze became lost.

  i shut my eyes as tight as i could, i held my breath and forced myself awake. I was wrong though. he wasn't dead, just simply acted as if he was. he stabbed my side before i could awake which caused me too scream in pain when i did wake up.
   God i thought i was actually being stabbed, i held my side and cried into my pillow as i waited the pain too go away. I checked my hands and there wasn't any blood, but my side was heavily bruised right where i was stabbed.

The time was 2:24AM, i was only asleep for a few hours, but yet... it felt like days in that hell hole.
   I still felt as if i was being watched, the lifeless eyes of him were burned into my mind. and so was the pain. For a normal person.

i'll... Play it off as if nothing happened. Today will be a normal day.