Dreams into Nightmares

Everett called at the door, "Hey, you guys having a party in there?"

Sasha wiped her tears and checked her face in the mirror.

"Just a minute!" Natalie called out.

Some lady pushed her way in, looking perturbed. Natalie shoved Sasha out of the bathroom. Everett joined them and the three stood awkwardly in the hallway.

"Are you okay, Sosh?" Everett asked. "Did I do something wrong? I feel terrible."

"I'm fine. I just... I'm fine." Sasha looked at their feet.

"I know it's early, but I've had a long trip. I'm going to my room." Natalie excused herself.

Sasha turned to follow.

"Wait, Sosh." Everett tried to stop her. "Talk to me!"

Sasha sighed and turned her still-red eyes up to his. "I wish I could. I wish I could make all this hurt go away with words, but I can't. What I want is too far from what I can have; as far as fantasy from reality. The dream would be a nightmare."

"What can I do?"

"I don't know." Tears sprang anew. "Go or stay, both are equally painful." Sasha turned for the elevator.