Aleheather (Complete)✔️

One Shot (17)

✨I am currently working on an Aleheather college au fanfiction called "I Hate you" if you're interested. I will notify everyone on my conversations and/or other stories when it comes out!✨

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Title: Nightmares

Rating: T

⚠️TW:⚠️Ptsd

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"It'll just be a few little jolts and then it'll be all over with!"

"Mommy, I don't wanna do this!"

"Heather, listen. You need this. It's for your own good."

"Is it going to hurt my brain?"

"We've already been over this. No, it's going to help your brain. Don't you want to get better? Just think, once you're done with therapy you'll have friends!"

Friends.

Friends.

Friends.

Heather jolted upright in bed, breathing heavily. Her hands immediately went to the sides of her head. She let out a breath of relief when she didn't feel anything attached.

She ever so slowly laid her head on her boyfriend's chest for comfort. Alejandro, being the light sleeper he was, blinked his eyes open. "Heather?" He whispered while gently stroking her arm.

"Go back to sleep, babe," she told him.

"Not until you tell me why you're awake, ángel."

"It was just another one of those stupid nightmares."

"The electroshock therapy one?"

She nodded, tears in her eyes. "Yeah, it's always that same damn dream about when my mom was talking to me before my first session."

He pulled her whole body against his. "Knowing what you had to go through pains me greatly." Tears filled his eyes as well. "I'm so glad you're ok, mi amor. You're so brave. And guess what?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

She planted a small kiss on the corner of his lips. "I love you too."

Alejandro tangled his hands up in her hair. "I wish you never had to go through that. I'd immediately take your place if I had the choice."

"Shut up."

"It's true, mi amor! I hate that it gives you nightmares," he whispered. "I'm here for you." He gently kissed the top of her head. "I'll always be here."

Heather felt so safe and secure in his arms. She snuggled closer to him. "Thank you," she whispered.

"Of course, mi amor. Anything to make you feel better. I know it haunts you, although that is not what I wish. Your mind is too pretty to be filled with such thoughts."

She smiled. "It is though. But I'm glad you're here to tell me it shouldn't be."

"I'm glad you're glad."

She giggled. "Dork."

"La petarda."

"Ugh! What does that mean?"

"I just called you a dork too," he smiled playfully.

She pretended to be annoyed but found herself laughing. Alejandro knew exactly how to distract her from her invasive thoughts.

"If only the world knew how much of a dork Heather Wilson is!"

"Too bad they don't! Only my dork knows."

"I'm honored to be your dork." He nuzzled his nose with hers. "And you're my dork."

"Mmm." She shut her eyes.

"You must be exhausted," he whispered ever so softly.

"Yeah, a little," she yawned. The sun was beginning to rise but Heather needed to catch up on her precious sleep.

"I think I'll stay in bed with you a little longer today."

"It's so comfy. I'll be freezing if you leave."

"I can't leave mi novia cold."

Alejandro kept talking until Heather fell back asleep. He always did this whenever she had one of her nightmares. And she would always hum to him and scratch his back when he had one of his. Soon, he dozed off himself, holding her in his arms.