Dreams - Classic's POV

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I feel red tremble beside me and twitch.

He must be having a bad dream again, I conclude. I roll over so I am facing him and put my hand on his cheek.  

"It's ok, Red. I'm here." I whisper. I hug him close to me. His long sleeve shirt  is a but too big on him and slips off his shoulder a bit. I see it. I can't look away from it. I long scar.

When did he get this? I panic. Did he do this to himself??

I find myself unable to ask him. I decide to wait till Evys is gone at school tomorrow.  I close my eyes and try to fall asleep.

5 HOURS LATER

I. Cant't. Sleep. I can't help but worry about him. My body feels weak from being derived from sleep. I struggle to get comfy. It's almost 6:00... That's when the alarm goes off right? I stare intently at the clock. 

It's only 5:30?! I think to myself. It's been hours! How is it not six?!

I get out of bed. I know I can't just lay there. I head downstairs to get me some ketchup. I sigh to myself and rub my temples. I feel a few tears escape me and I let them fall to the floor. 

What am I gonna do? I ask myself. I grab the bottle of ketchup and head towards the living room. Every thing's gonna be ok... I promise myself. But is it really?

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