Like a Dream


“What did you do, Mom?!” Navid shouts.

“It was just a joke. I put marijuana in them,” she explains, looking mortified.

“Mom look at her face! She’s having an allergic reaction!” Eli screams nervously.

The room is fading away and black spots fill Amelia’s eyes. Her lungs are closing, forcing her under.

The last thing she hears is Leona screaming, “Run!”


Chapter Thirteen

Shadowy figures appear in her line of vision, making it difficult to see the stranger sitting next to her. His voice sounds familiar, but she wishes she could remember what happened and why she’s once again surrounded by blurry faces.

“Are you able to sit up, Amelia?” the stranger asks.

She makes an attempt to sit up, but the resistance of her body is too much to bear. Her head is heavy and her throat feels like someone scratched it raw with a razor. She can barely swallow her own saliva without cringing. “What’s wrong with me?” she croaks, grabbing her throat.

The man shines a light in her eyes and checks her pulse. Afterward, he takes her blood pressure.

“Thank you so much for coming in such a hurry, John. We were really afraid for her,” Leona admits. Who is she kidding? Wait…John? Oh, it’s Mr. Wilkers from down the street. I forgot he’s a retired doctor.

“It was my pleasure, Leona. I’m glad I was here to help. I was supposed to go out of town to see my daughter, but she came to see me instead. If I hadn’t been home, Amelia could have died.”

Died? What the hell happened? Amelia looks over at him now that she can finally see his face.

“Stay away from drugs, young lady. Next time you may not be so lucky,” he advises.

Now I remember. “Leona’s the one who gave me the brownies,” Amelia confesses.

His eyes shoot up at Leona and his mouth flies open.

Leona chuckles loudly. “You know teenagers, always blaming others for their troubles. She’s delusional and just needs to rest,” she says through gritted teeth, covered by a fake smile.

Mr. Wilkers frowns at Leona and looks back at Amelia. “Once she sleeps off the drugs in her system and gets plenty of rest, she’ll be fine. Make sure she drinks plenty of water.”

“Will do, John. Thanks again,” Leona replies while walking toward the door. She scratches her head and looks back at him. When he doesn’t move, she leans against the wall and plays with the doorknob like a child.

“My leg hurts. What’s wrong with it?” Amelia asks as he stands.

“I had to give you a shot of epinephrine in your leg or you would have died of anaphylactic shock. Get some rest. I’ll come back and check on you tomorrow.”

“Oh you don’t have to do that. She’ll be fine,” Leona assures him.

“No, no, I insist. I won’t have a clear conscience unless I’m sure she’s okay. She should’ve gone to the hospital.”

“Well if you must,” Leona replies with disappointment. “Let me show you out,” she says as they both quietly leave the room.

Navid walks in with two bottles of water from downstairs and insists Amelia takes a sip. She’s happy to trust him but wishes she knew what Eli is thinking. He stood in the corner the entire time like a statue afraid to move, only to later walk out without a word. But she shakes it off and gets comfortable, since Navid refuses to leave her side. She closes her eyes and dreams about Aaron. When a sudden thump yanks her out of her dream, she turns over and sees Navid fast asleep on her floor.

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About shinaj1

Shina James is the author of LIKE A DREAM and MONSTROUS TIES, which are both available on Amazon as well as multiple retailers. She is currently working on the final book in the LIKE A DREAM series, WAKING AMELIA and can't wait to share it with her readers. While residing in Texas, she loves spending time with her husband and two kids.
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