Chapter 71

Reilley's POV. I still can't get over with that nightmare. Deavon was stabbing me in my dream. Killing me. I read once that there's a high chance of you seeing in your dream what you're thinking when you're about to sleep. I don't remember thinking about Deavon killing me. Why does that dream felt so real? "Are you listening?" Trevor asked. I looked at him. He has our outputs in his hands. I smiled weakly. He's still in my room. I can't thank him enough for always being here when I need someone. He has always been my savior, but I failed to see that because I'm too focus on Deavon. That devil. He killed me in my dream. Was that a premonition? Geez. I can't believe I'm still thinking about it. It has been 18 hours since I had that dream. How can I still be worrying about it? Dreams are meant to be forgotten 15 minutes after you wake up. Why in a bloody hell do I still remember every details? "This is the first time that I understood a lesson and you're not listening to me? Do you really