My Nightmares ~ The Creators

Reaching The Breaking Point

<-J's POV->

I looked over at L for a second before I responded to one of our friends. She looked so tired and out of it. Her eyes were looking down and she had huge bags under her eyes. What time did she fall asleep? Did she even sleep? I was concerned about her.

"Um, I need to talk to my sister, do you mind S----?" I said.

"Yeah, sure!" she said.

I walked over to my sibling and tapped her shoulder. She looked up and her eyes widened. "H-Hey, J!"

"L, what's wrong?" I asked. "You look exhausted. Did you even sleep?"

"Um, I just had trouble falling asleep!"

"But I heard Dad say that he say you sitting on your bed."

"Uh," she said nervously. "I-I woke up at 4 am and couldn't fall back asleep!"

"Okay, if you say so. But you should know that you can tell me anything, okay?"

"I know J and I will don't worry," she said.

The 7:30 bell rang and we all headed to our first bell. L was so quiet on the way there. She's almost always talking to me, or our two friends that we always walk with. She looked so out of it.

What are you hiding, L? Is it that bad that you can't tell me or A?

<-L's POV->

I looked up to see J looking at me and he averted his eyes and started talking to one of our friends. I wanted to tell him, really I did, but I didn't know what would happen. Either the nightmares will grow angry at me or something else. I just didn't know.

I'm sorry, J. I don't want you to know because I don't want you to get hurt.

-In Gym-

I sighed as I stood there, waiting for the teacher who seemed to be testing my patience. I looked over at Anemo and decided to go and talk to her cause she looked bored too.

"Heya," I said once I walked over to her.

"Hey," she said. "You okay? You look so tired." "I'll be fine. Anyways, this frickin teacher is testing my patience and I don't want to just stand around here and wait for him to finally get his a-- in here."

"I feel you."

"This is a weird question, but can I have a hug?" I asked awkwardly.

"Fine," she said.

We hugged. It made me feel happy, but she didn't sound so happy. I looked forward and my eyes widened. I saw a black figure that looked like Anemo standing behind her. It was another nightmare. I pushed Anemo off of me and backed up. The nightmare disappeared.

"L? You okay?" Anemo asked.

"Umm, yeah! I'm fine! I should probably go over there, I think I see the teacher coming."

I walked back over to my spot and just stood there, looking down. Another nightmare to deal with tonight. I should-no-need to tell someone about this. But who should I talk to?

The Dragon Clan. I thought.

-After School- 

I laid in my bed, bored af and trying not to fall asleep when I heard a light knock on the door. I looked over to see my mom standing there. I sat up so that way I could look at her easier as well as understand what she was saying.

"Baby? You okay?" she asked.

"I'm fine, Mom," I said.

"Sweetie, your dad told me that we found you sitting on your bed instead of laying in it sound asleep."

I laid back down onto my bed and squeezed the mattress a little. "I'm fine Mom. I just woke up at 4 am and couldn't fall back asleep."

"Sweetie, you can tell me anything. Whatever it is, I'll under-"

"I'M FINE, MOM!" I yelled, squeezing the mattress as tight as I could. I covered my mouth with my other hand, realizing what I did. "I'm so sorry, Mom. It's just...I can't tell you. I don't want you to get hurt."

"Your fine, babygirl," she said. "You're just tired, which is why you snapped. If you can't tell me, then you should at least tell someone. Like your brothers or your sister. Or even Anemo. It would make me happy if you just talked to someone. I'll leave you alone now."

She left and I looked up at the bottom of K's bed. We have a bunk bed and I'm on the bottom while she is on the top. I can't believe that I yelled at my own mother. Even when I'm tired, or stressed, or anything, I've never snapped at her before.

What's wrong with me?

<-J's POV->

I was in my room when I heard L yell at Mom. I began to worry even more. L hardly snaps at anyone without a good reason. What's going on with her?

What's wrong with you?

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