Statehumans Snippets

New Mexico and Arizona- Nightmares

  New Mexico woke up to a shifting at one of the corners of his bed.
  Arizona tried to creep further in, but New Mexico growled. "No Ari."
  He heard a sigh. "Please. I had a bad nightmare."
  New Mexico huffed but scooted over so his brother could curl up next to him. They always did this- ever since they split. They were two halves of the same soul. They were closer than close. They weren't soul mates or twin flames. They were brothers. The word had lost its meaning, with wishy washy words about commitment. Brothers was a siblingship so strong, you knew them inside out and outside in too. You knew them without knowing them. Two halves of the same soul.
  "What was it about." New Mexico said into the silence.
  "I don't wanna talk about it." Arizona wiggled under the blankets more.
  New Mexico sighed again as he felt his sibling press against him. "That bad?"
  "No. Just not in the mood."
  Ari could lie all he wanted, but New Mexico recognized the waves of warmth rolling off of Arizona. His brother was terrified.
  "Would a story help?"
  He could practically feel Ari smile. "Yah."
  New Mexico cleared his throat. "Which one you want?"
  "The one about the Deathly Hallows. From Harry Potter."
  "Really? Not a ghost story or anything else?"
  Ari shuttered next to him. "No ghost stories. Can you tell it in Spainish?"
  New Mexico smiled. He rolled over to his book shelf that kept some small trinkets like his Kachina doll and a small Mexican Firecracker succulent. He pulled out Tales of Beetle the Bard and opened to the story Ari wanted. 
  Ari always wanted to hear him tell stories. He would never admit it, but it made New Mexico glow inside.
  "Tres hermanos, viajando por un camino solitario y sinuoso al atardecer, llegaron a un río profundo y traicionero..."