Will You Be My Always? (PerthSaintPerth)

15.NIGHTMARE

Saint's P.O.V

I woke up in the middle of the night due to the tight squeeze I received out of nowhere which almost constricted the flow of oxygen in my airway. The fuck just happened. That stopped when I moved in my sleep his hands left me and my eyes popped open.

I saw Perth, who was no longer holding me in his arms, hugging himself and folding his body in a fetal position trying to get closer to me in that way. He was sniffing but not crying. Everything was visible as he never turns off the lamp on his side.

He looked so vulnerable in that state that I wasn't able to see it anymore. I tried waking him up by calling his name but he didn't respond. I tried shaking him by his shoulders. He stopped shaking and whimpered but instead of waking up, he started scratching his exposed arms hard, leaving red marks.

"Perth. Perth, wake up it's me, it's me, what's happening? wake up", I raised my voice shaking the weak figure in front of me to wake him up from his nightmare. What the hell is happening to him?

His eyes shot wide open and they looked directly into mine. His eyes looked lost, still droopy. He jumped to hug me instantly and I shifted immediately trying to comfort him. "Hey, hey it's okay, it's okay, did something happened?", I asked in the calmest voice that I can master at that time.

That is when I felt the first drop wetting my shoulder. I've never seen him cry before. I was shocked. "I don't know, I don't know, I don't remember", he managed to bluff in between his quiet sobs and sleepy voice.

"It's okay, I'm here, Sammy's here, we are here", I repeated continuously rubbing his head to calm him down.
"There are scars; No, keep her away, keep her away", he almost whispered the last part after screaming 'No'. "From what?", I asked feeling seriously anxious. "I don't know, I.. I can't remember", he mumbled with his voice fainting with every word he said. There was a silent pause for a movement before I realized that he zooned out again from the exhaustion, clutching on to my shoulder even in his sleep, afraid of letting go.
What is he talking about?
What is it, that he can't remember?
I'll have to find it out. I can't let him be this powerless.

I tried to free myself from his hold to place him on the bed properly. But he refused to let go of the grip on my shirt clinging even more than before. I've never seen him like this before. He looked so weak that my brain screamed to protect him. After that, I somehow managed to lay him down. And embrace the warmth in my cold arms trying my best to cover him up and went to sleep.
...

I woke up earlier than him. We were still sleeping in the same position from the last time we were up. He must have been strained so I decided to let him sleep some more. Carefully untangling his fingers from my shirt. I got up and left to take a bath. I came out and wore my spare clothes which I had at his place from the last time I slept there. He was still sleeping now hugging the pillow I kept beside him for replacing me a few minutes ago.

I went downstairs where I can already hear some voices of kitchen utensils. "She must have woken up too and I need to ask her about the whole situation", I made my mind

"The meeting is being taken care of by Mean, I've already informed him about your leave Saint", I heard Yacht sayings right after I reached near the living room joined by the kitchen. This is why I liked having friends to work with. I could only thank him in return for doing this.
"Join us Phi", came Sammy's voice from the kitchen who just noticed me. I just nodded and sat at the table.

"Where's he?" She asked and I can clearly hear the concern in her voice.
"He's still asleep; he had a nightmare, he must be exhausted", I replied to which her expression dropped in a second. Sadness and I guess what was Guilt was written all over her face all of a sudden.