Chapter 2 Seeking Psychic Help

Throwing my clothes on the floor, and turn on the water to the shower. As soon as the water hits my body I relax. Reliving the dream again, it was like I was that little girl, but it wasn't me, at least I don't think I was her. I couldn't be, I was living now. I didn't believe in past lives, I didn't believe in vampires they were fairy tales.

Finishing up my shower, I dressed and put my wet hair up in a towel. I didn't want to face my boyfriend he will just tell me to call my doctor to seek more medicine. Another failed medicine would be his words.

Thankfully when I came out of the bathroom he was already off to work. Grabbing an orange out of the kitchen, I sat at the kitchen table and ate it. I would go to Starbucks to grab a coffee and head to the local cemetery and take some photos of graves and post them online for a family that requests them for the online website. It was one of the many things I enjoyed doing before going to my nightly job as a stocking at the local grocery store.

"Morning Anabelle, the usual?" Maria the barista asked Starbucks.

"Yes please." Anabelle smiled.

"Heading to the cemetery this morning?" Maria asked.

"You know me," Anabelle said. "Then off to shopping before I have to get some sleep for work tonight, dreading sleeping."

"Still having the dreams?" Maria asked handing her the drink.

"Yep."

"You should see the psychics, maybe they have some kind of idea why you are having the dreams. I know the one in town is pretty good about figuring that kind of thing out. She doesn't charge a lot." she half-smiled. "It wouldn't hurt to try."

"Maybe I might try," Anabelle said smiling. "I won't keep you, your customers are lining up, we'll catch up this weekend, glad I caught you before you left for vacation."

"Oh, I can't wait! See you this weekend!" Maria said before walking back to the register to help the next customer in line.

Walking back to the car, it was getting colder I hated winter and the snow but it was coming so I couldn't complain about it. Starting my car, I waited until the heat warmed me up before pulling out of the parking lot heading to the cemetery.

Once there, I knew where everyone I needed was, it would be quick, after that a few hours of shopping and then the dreaded sleep I needed before the long eight hours of working with a bunch of lazy guys that hated working with a girl that could show them up if I wanted. But hey getting the work done fast meant we could goofy off and have some fun before the boss came in fine by me.

Walking around the cemetery taking the photos I needed, I put my camera away and placed the flowers back on the stones.

"Why are you taking photos of the stones if they are not your family?" an unfamiliar voice asked.

I turned to face the voice. "I take the photos for family members that cannot visit the graves, that want to see the stones. I guess it means they get to see the graves, makes them feel closer." I shrug my shoulders.

"That is nice of you, but don't you get creeped out," she asked.

"Sometimes, but I feel like I am making someone's day, so I do it," I said grabbing my camera. "But since you're here, I better go enjoy your visit."

"You too," she said walking away from me.

Getting back into my car, I watched the lady walk over to the graves I had photographed, it made me sad that those were the ones I took. I wondered if she was the one that requested those, or if she was related to the ones that had requested them. I wanted to walk over to her and ask her if she knew those that requested them, but I didn't. Started my car I headed to the store to get some groceries before heading back to the house.

Once home, my phone rang. Looking down, it was David. I didn't want to talk to him, but if I didn't answer he would worry about me. "Hello?"

"Hey did you get everything you needed to be done today?" he asked cheerfully.

"Yeah, getting ready to make some lunch and then head off to sleep before work."

"I'm going out for some drinks with the guys, maybe I'll come by your work to kiss you goodnight."

"You don't have to do that, go enjoy some time with the boys tonight, I'll just go to work and get off and sleep," I said yawning. "I'm hoping to get some rest and tomorrow night I don't have to work I might go and see a psychic who might be able to help me with my dreams."

"Anabelle, you are going to the crazy woman?" David whined. "Can't you just get different medicine, go see a specialist."

"David stop, we've already had this conversation, I don't want to be on more medicine, this isn't going to be solved with medication," I growled. "I need spiritual guidance."

"Are you even listening to yourself? You've been having the same dream for how long now Anabelle. Something is not right, you have a vitamin problem, a mental problem, something. You need to see a doctor, not someone that is going to tell you, you're being haunted. They are going to steal your money and going to get you to think you are under a spell." he sighed into the phone.

"Maybe I am under a spell David did you ever think of that?" I said rolling my eyes, he was getting to me. I wasn't sure why I continued to take him belittling me. I could just accidentally hang upon him and not answer the phone when he calls again.

"Look I need to go, the Boss is giving me the stink eye. I love you." David said before I could say anything else the line went dead.

Putting my phone on charge, I finished making myself some lunch, I wasn't in a rush to close my eyes, I knew I would probably just dream about the little girl and the vampire again. I decided to surf the net and look up this psychic Maria had mentioned and see if she could tell me anything more about my dreams. I knew I was taking a shot in the dark but I didn't want to see my doctor and get more medicine just to get through another night of sleep. The medicine wasn't working anyway and I was out of options.

Dialing the phone number I was nervous, I wasn't sure what to expect from them. I knew I was probably not going to get any answers from them, and they were going to steal some money from me, but I had to try.

"Hello, thank you for calling Lady Amelia, how can I help you?"

"Uh yeah hi, can I make an appointment to see Amelia please?" I said taking in a deep breath after I finished my question.

"Sure we have openings this afternoon, tomorrow, and Saturday if you are not available," she said cheerfully.

"I can come this afternoon," I said taking in the air around me, my nerves were getting the best of me.

"Yes, what is your name?"

"Anabelle," I said holding my breath.

"Come around 2, I'll let Amelia know," she said before hanging the phone up.

I wasn't sure what to expect, I wasn't going to give any kind of information away and see if this Amelia would give me anything about my situation. If she did, then I knew she was real and she would be able to help me.

Closing my eyes, I was scared. I was scared she would know everything about this dream and there was going to be something crazier in store for me. Something a lot darker than I wasn't ready for.