Posting here because although I woke up like 5 hours back, the dream is still haunting me.

The dream is set in my childhood home, where I lived from 7 to 19 - where my dad still lives at that. There were two things that seemed to be happening - one, the festival of colours (or Holi: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holi) was on; and two, a group of people were trying to kill/harm me. I'm not sure about this setting, but I'm fairly sure I was responding to some external threat.

My friend had run away from home and come to live with me (this is pretty much a reflection of what's happening at the moment in real life). And I think everything was pretty much fine until I snapped at her or something in the dream. I got *****y and snappy, because I felt threatened and whatnot, and she got... silent, like really silent. Then she mentioned that my ex had once asked her out - which just... I think I ended up snapping more - she got really offended that I snapped so much, and then I started crying because she decided that the one way to deal with me snapping was to shut me out and whatnot. It got messier and more vindictive - I snapped at her and I think to punish me she threatened to call my ex. At which point I threw her out of the house and she did call my ex and he came and picked her up, through this whole process I was crying and telling her that's not what friends do, and how could she do this to me and what not.

I CANNOT get this out of my head. It's not helping that she is here, living with me, in my room. Am I just needing some space? >_< Help.