the mark 2

guess she helped

Waking, tharn turned his head to look over types back that was too him to sign, turning to his side he then placed his hand to his shoulder to then kiss his neck to try and wake him up.
Type smiled to then take a deep breathe, opening his eyes he then turned his head to eye, still smiling.
"Mm, that's a way to wake up."
Type turned to then try and wrap his arms about, tharn then moved away to then raise an eye brow.
Type looked to him a bit confused, to then widen his eyes to then sit up to hang his head to dart his eyes looking down, he then placed his hands to his lap to cup them.
"Tharn.....I really don't want to talk about it."
Tharn signed heavily to then go to his back to look up.
"So you just used me to...."
Type turned his head to eye a bit in shock and a bit appalled.
"I did not use you! Just wanted to feel your.....ah forget it!"
Tharn turned his head to then watch has type got instantly up to then throw the blanket to the side to then go to the dresser that was too the other side to down on some clothes to then go to the door.
Tharn then got up to place his arms behind to look a bit in anger at types retreating back.
"What am I suppose to think here type, I have you exactly what you wanted and yet you won't let me in and tell me what you fucking dreamed of!"
Type stopped to the door to wrap his hand to the nob, to shutter a bit.
Tharns lips parted, his deamonor softened.
"Type.... Please.....I really want to know, so then maybe it won't ever happen again, you really scared me last night."
Type took in a deep breathe to exhale loudly.
"And if I tell you...."
Type looked to tharn fighting against the tears.
"My nightmare, just may become yours and that is something that I won't allow. I love you too much for that tharn."
Type then turned his head back to open the door to then leave, before her door, types mother came out to yawn to then see type, her lips parted has she looked over him, turning his head he looked to her to make a face she knew very well.
"Oh type...."
Type shook his head. He then turned to then go down to the kitchen to start on breakfest.
Signing, she placed her arms about herself to look down.
Is my being here, recurring those dreams type had about his father being killed by people he didn't know?
Signing again, types mother didn't know that it was a bit more then that and also that her son had gone after them and killed them all.
Looking up again, her eyes narrowed a bit. Tharn came out, fully dressed to then turn his head to eye her up and down to then roll his eyes to then go.
Shaking her head a bit she then followed.
To the breakfest table, tharn and types mother sat there in utter silence, both staring at the table top.
Once he came in, types mother looked up to him placing plates to them to then sit, to keep his head hung to stab the food here and there but didn't consume anything.
His mother looked to him then to tharn, to look back to him.
"Type? What's going on?" She probed.
Type took in a deep inhale to say nothing.
Tharn then looked up at him to narrow his eyes.
"What's going on, is your son had a nightmare and he won't tell me about it!" He said through gritted teeth.
Type widened his eyes to then looked up.
"Tharn! Do not worry my mother over..."
She then reached her hand over to place it to his hand to rub her thumb on the back.
"I saw your face this morning, did you have that one nightmare about your father?"
Type turned his head to eye her to grit his teeth.
Tharns eyes widened.
"You..... Have nightmares about your father type?"
Type signed to then look to him.
She then eyed tharn.
"And how long have you two been together? You are so very...."
Type then eyed his mother with a sharp look.
"Mom..... It's not his fault, this is the first time I have ever had it and it wasent entirely about....."
Tharn raised his brow has type stopped talking.
" Not Entirely about what type?"
Type hung his head.
Tharn then looked to his mother.
"What is this nightmare about? Is it about when he killed those men who...."
Type tensed, to widen his eyes further, his mother then retracted her hand to then stand to fully eye him.
"You did what type!"
Tharn made a face.
Oh shit! Has he never told her?
Taking a deep breathe he eyed her softly.
"Mom..... You don't understand and...."
"Oh my God! You're a murder type!"
He then got up to eye her in anger.
"Those monsters did not deserve to live after what they did to father! I am happy I killed them, and that is not what I Entirely dreamed of! And you tharn...."
Type turned his head to eye him in anger has his mother slowly sat down to eye the table in dis believe.
"Are never ever going to know what I dreamed of! Can't believe you.....ugh!"
Type then left the kitchen table to then storm out of the house to slam the door and hard, tharn jumped a bit to then turn to then eye his mother.
"It's.....not all that...."
She shook her head to then get up to go to her room, she couldn't believe this was true.
Tharn was left alone to then move his plate up to place his elbows to the table to then cup his hands to place his face close to them to take a very long and deep breathe.
Fuck!