"How can I save us?" - Brusnop

Chapter - 11 -

I felt like someone knocked on the inside of my skull. Again and again. I think I shiver. I'm not sure. My limbs and numb, I feel like I can never move again. I find it hard to breathe. In panic I try to catch some air but fail.

What if I'm suffocating in this darkness and no one will ever find out? What if I'm stuck here like that, breathless, powerless, alone? What if Danny's next to me and he will never know? My soul is fighting. I try to move with all the strength that's left in me.

"BEN!" I hear a tearing scream.

I open my eyes and realize there's something, not just this terrifying, empty darkness.

"Umh" I menage to speak.

" Ben are you alright?" It was Danny, cupping my face and looking at me in worry. We were in my bed, safe and sound. My breath calmed down and I stopped looking all around us but concentrated my eyes on Danny's.

"I'm alright. Hungover though. I had a nightmare and that's not helping."

Danny fell down on the pillow again and sighed.

"You scared the shit out of me. We were sleeping and I felt you were shaking like crazy. Then I couldn't wake you up." He said. Wow. That's quite weird.

I really could tell how strung out and hungover I was. It felt terrible.

But something worse was slowly coming back to my mind. It happened again. How come?! And it wasn't me this time. Wait. It happened twice. And I can barely remember...

I breathed slowly and opened my eyes to see Danny's looking into mine, barely open, in the slight pleasure. He kissed me deeper and I felt like my guts tangled.

I shivered when my mind reminded me that.

I turned my back on Danny cause I couldn't keep a straight face right now. I looked at my window and thought about it. I still had alcohol in my veins so I wasn't so strict about this to myself. I thought about it for a while . And I can clearly remember one thing - how I enjoyed it. I almost got a fucking boner.

I felt chills run down through my spine.

I actually wanted to turn around and kiss him like he kissed me night before.

I push that thought away.

I feel fingers on my left shoulder.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"I'm not sure." I answered honestly.

He pulled my shoulder back so that he could see my face. He looked at me and I looked at him. That face... He made me sink into the moment. I suddenly felt that comfortable bed, soft sheets, warmth practically beating from his body, sun slipping through the window warming my legs under the covers. My senses went crazy. I put my hand on Danny's shoulder too. He gave me a pale smile and laid his head on my chest.

"I'm so goddamn tired I can't even hold my head up."he said.

I didn't mind his head here at all. I petted his head just a little bit.

"Cause it's full of non-important bullshit."

I said calmly but he sensed my joke and pinched my nipple.

"I'm not in the mood." He said but I still could feel him smiling. "I like the way your heart's beating."

"Like what?"

"Pretty fast, like it's running somewhere in rush. But it's synchronized and deep. It calms me down actually."

I smiled to myself and put my hand on Danny's messy-hair.