Bad Luck

I was lying in the ground. Someone was shovelling dirt into my face. I couldn’t breathe. I kept screaming, but my arms and legs wouldn’t move. I knew it was a dream, but I couldn’t wake up. Until someone smacked me hard across the face. ‘Amiyah! Wake up!’ I sat bolt upright, panting. Freya stood in front of my bed, clutching at her chest. ‘What happened? You were screaming so loudly, it woke me up.’ ‘Sorry. Bad dream.’ I scrubbed my face with both hands. My cheeks stung. Then I heard crying. ‘You woke Niall up, too.’ There was a hint of accusation in Freya’s voice. In the next room, Patrick was walking around with the boy in his arms, cooing to him. ‘I’m sorry.’ The apology seemed useless. ‘Just…try and get some sleep.’ Freya didn’t know what else to do for me. ‘You should go check on Niall.’ I tossed aside the cover, rose and got dressed. ‘What are you doing?’ ‘I should go home.’ Coming here had been a mistake. I thought getting away from Kieran would work. It didn’t. I was putting Ni