Ch.33 •Nightmares•

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(This is my first time writing something like this for a character so feel free to correct me. I in no way mean to offend anyone.)

*TW* The character deals with PTSD

Y/n's POV:

The next morning after the bonfire I surprisingly woke up early. I'm usually not a morning person. I had a good night's sleep, well sort of... I had another nightmare. The nightmares come and go. Like flashbacks. They're usually about the deaths I couldn't prevent from happening. Lots of them feel like I'm reliving them over and over again. Today's dream was completely different, it was about Newt. I couldn't save him I held him in my bloodied arms and I could feel him get cold. My own screams and cries echoed as unknown people dragged me away from his cold body that laid on the floor. That's when I woke up shaking but I felt Newts arms wrapped around me quickly reminding me that I was safe, that he was safe. "Shhh...it was just a dream. I've got you, love." I heard Newt's morning voice whisper close to my ear.

"You were mumbling my name. It was about me, wasn't it? Do you wanna talk about it?" Newt said before pecking my lips. I shook my head no and buried my head into his warm chest. After a while, I heard Newts soft snores. I decided to get up to freshen up and get ready for the day since I couldn't fall asleep anymore. The builders here were so creative they managed to make working showers and toilets, they weren't showers we were used to but they worked great. After showering and brushing my teeth. I got dressed, "Newt, I'm going to get some air, make some tea, and help Fry with breakfast when he wakes up." I whispered placing a kiss on his cheek, before I could turn around he pulled me back and placed a kiss on my lips, "love you." He whispered and let me go, "love you," I said back as I slipped on my ring. I smiled to myself while putting my boots on man, I fell for that boy and walked out of the hut stretching.

Our hut wasn't too far from where I saw Minho, Fry, and Gally sleeping on some hammocks. Uncle Jorge was still asleep on a bed near them with Brenda and Oli to the side in another hammock. They must have decided to sleep outside last night. I walked over to the kitchen and made a cup of tea as I heard the sound of carving from a distance. I walked back and saw Vince sitting down near Fry and the others sleeping. I gave him a half smiled and sat beside him as he looked into the distance facing the rock. Thomas was carving in Teresa on the rock. After he finished we watched as he took a walk by the seaside.

"You know there's nothing important to do today you can sleep in," Vince said taking a sip from his cup

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"You know there's nothing important to do today you can sleep in," Vince said taking a sip from his cup. "I couldn't sleep. Nightmares." I said with a shrug stirring my tea. He nodded in understandably. "Thanks for saving us. I never got to thank you." I said taking a sip of my tea. "I couldn't leave you, kids, behind." He said with a chuckle. I smiled, "good morning!" Fry who had just woken up exclaimed as he stood up from his bed. "Morning!" Vince and I said with smiles as Fry walked towards the kitchen area. "Fry, need help in the kitchen?" I asked walking up beside him. "You know I do, come on," Frypan said to me as he waited for me to catch up to him since I was still a bit sore from my wounds.

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