Razorblade Romance (Ville Valo Fanfic)

139. Hell Turns To White

I had horrible nightmares. I woke up with a huge headache, with my teeth hurting, probably because I grinded them at night so stressed I was about Louis's story. I dreamt that he was really Ville's son. I saw him and Charlie playing, Natalie with Ville and I was only an outsider, watching them. In another dream, Ville simply didn't care for me or Charlie, only Louis.

I sat down in bed, feeling my back and my neck stiffed. Then I felt Ville's hands around, pulling me to him. "Come back here. It's early." He mumbled. Outside was still dark, the weather was ugly.

"What's wrong?" Ville asked, without opening his eyes, when I laid by his side.

"Nothing, go back to sleep, dear." We would fly to Netherlands today.

"You didn't sleep, did you?" He caressed my hair. "I heard you gritting your teeth all night, I wasn't sure if I should wake you up." He then looked at me with worried and groggy eyes.

"Oh, sorry. I... Yeah, I had bad dreams."

"Come here." He pulled me to his chest, that was the best place in the world, his arms around me. "I know why, and I'm sorry. I know it's useless to tell you to don't think about it, because you will. But you know it was only a bad day we had, right?"

"I know. It just stayed in my mind, Louis's screams, the image of him crying, I guess that was too much."

"It was. Oh, dear." Ville's hands were massaging my scalp. "Does it hurt?"

"No. This is actually very good."

"Try getting some sleep." Ville hummed softly to me. It was amazing how his voice used to calm me down. Well, his massage also helped and I slept in his arms a bit more. I woke up with Charlie and Ville talking on the bed. She definitely inherited the Russian side of my family, how that little girl could talk.

"Äiti, you're a sleepyhead." Charlie and Ville chuckled, and I laughed with them. "I am, baby." I opened my arms to her and she jumped. Waking up and see those two having fun was like dreaming awake. They were the definition of a perfect life.

"I wanna have breakfast."

"Okay, let's have some." Ville caught me in his arms and I was feeling lazy, he chuckled because I was slow. We dressed and went to have breakfast in the hotel restaurant.

I had a cough, I was getting a bit sick. It was hard for me to get a flu or a cold, but stressful situations always messed up my immune system. To help, Seppo joined us for breakfast and remind me that we would have some company in Netherlands. They had a festival in Rotterdam, and Lyydia would play there. Ville saw it on my face. "Don't worry. Everything will be fine."

I didn't knew Rotterdam and it was a beautiful city. Unfortunately, we wouldn't have much time to see it. Ville had some interviews, the schedule was tight. I preferred to stay at the hotel and rest. Ville arrived at night, the TV was on, the lights were off and Charlie was sleeping with me. "Hi, kulta." He kissed the top of my head.

"What time is it? Oh god, I slept."

"Yes, you were tired. It's... Eight. Are you hungry?"

"No, I'm without appetite but Charlie needs to eat."

"She looks passed out. Let her sleep. But you gotta eat something, I can ask for some food, what do you think?"

I nodded. "How it went, the interviews?"

"Same old. Uh, Lyydia joined us."

"You mean she joined you."

"Well, Mige was there. In one interview." Ville seemed a bit embarrassed.