PTSD - (P)

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TW: like said in the title PTSD.
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Henry's POV:
Me and Ray are back in the casket after Invisible Brad locked us in here. I an struggling to get oxygen and I am becoming more and more breathless as each second passes. I am about to pass out. My eyes start to close.

I shoot up and look around frantically. Okay good I am not in the casket. I am in my room.

My breathing is still erratic. I can't stay here. I need Ray.

Ray is like a father to me and I really need his comfort right now. I don't even bother changing. All I do is put on a pair of shoes before leaving through my window.

As I'm on my way to Junk n' Stuff/ the man cave I notice that I have started to cry and my breathing has gotten harsher.

I hope I can make there before it gets any worse.

**At the man cave**
I stumble through the elevator doors and notice the lights are off.

Ray must be asleep. I mean of course he is, it's like 2am.

By now I am a mess. I can barely stand. My knees buckle but I catch myself on the wall.

I'm still sobbing barely catching any breathe.

I hesitantly make my way through the man cave and to Ray's bedroom. I push the door open and try to stifle my sobs.

I walk so I'm stood next to Ray's bed and go to shake him awake but I stop. I start to feel guilty.

What if he is angry with me. What if he fires me for this. I can't wake him up he will hate me.

I sit on the floor and whimper as I try to keep my sobs quiet. It obviously didn't work because after five minutes I hear "Kid?"

It was Ray.

I look up at him and cry louder. He quickly gets put of bed, picks me up and lays me down on the bed with him.

He starts whispering soothing words in my ear while rubbing my back.

After a while I calm down and cuddled up to Ray. It's were I feel the most safe.

"Kid, do you think you can tell me what that was about?" Ray whispers to me.

"I had a nightmare and wanted your comfort but when I got here I felt guilty about waking you up."

"Oh Hen you can always come here and wake me up for something like this. It doesn't explain why you were so worked up though." He says in concern.

"We were back in the casket Invisible Brad put us in and I felt trapped." I say explaining my dream.

Realization hits him.

"Oh you have PTSD bud?" He asks in a comforting tone.

I nod and let out a yawn.

"Go to sleep Hen. I'll be here when you wake up. No more nightmares tonight." Ray says.

That was the last thing I heard before my eyes shut and I welcomed in the darkness.

Ray was right. I didn't have any more nightmares that night. I woke up the next morning still shaky but feeling a lot better.

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