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nightmares √

editor: @bombings

edited: march 12, 2015

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Bloodhound // Foxing

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That was the first time I met him.

Deryk.

He was everythi-

"Wait wait, was it like love?"

I laughed.

"It was kind of, like, an I only love you when I'm high sort of thing."

I paused for a second.

"But I think I got addicted to him too."

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She hasn't slept for 2 days now.

Things seemed to be getting worse now.

Nick kept calling and sending texts.

She didn't deny that she was scared.

Scared that when they came to get her, Dave wouldn't be able to keep his side of the deal.

She never finished telling him her horrible, and pitiful story.

And she doesn't think she ever will.

She trusted him but she didn't want to believe in him.

Believe that he could be the way out of this.

Ever since she got there she tried not to isolate herself, but it never worked.

They would start to talk at night but when it started to get personal again she always had an excuse.

She was tired.

She actually was....but not physically.

Dave knew this too.

Every night she would wake up sweating and scared.

But she never screamed.

The darkness kept her company.

She smoked less.

Had at least 2 smokes a day.

She realised she didn't need anyone to help her.

All she needed was a friend. Just someone to be there for her to lean on, even if she didn't want help. She needed something constant - like a rock.

Not the kind that thought they knew what was best.

The thoughts of Nick and Rae were getting too invasive, and they were scaring the living shit out of her.

Tonight, she woke up to her own screams.

She was used to it. She was used to waking up to her fear.

This time, Dave heard her.

All he could do was walk in and hug her in the dark, so tightly he was cutting off her air supply.

He wanted to help.

She just needed to believe it for once.

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I know this is really short its because I've got exams. soooo sorry anywayssss. please vote and comment. tysm for reading my book ily :))))))))))