Finding You

11: Nightmares

SAM:

"What do you mean you're moving?!" I squeal as my eyes dart around the room unable to make eye contact with Will. 

"It means I'm moving in with Mum, there's a lot of good universities there and while I was there I made a great group of friends... I just think there isn't anything keeping me here, everything I want I could get there", he explains indifferently. His face remains emotionless as if he was talking about any mindless decision.

"Nothing keeping you here?! What about Danny or Jiao or any of our friends? ", my eyes widen with incredulity at the nonchalance of his words. 

"What about me?", I mumble with a small voice as my voice thickens with oncoming tears. 

"What about you?", he throws back daring me to make eye contact.

"Will... come on it's me, why are you talking like this? I didn't ever want to tell you like this... if it'll get you to stay I would want you to know that... I love you, you are everything to me and your leaving would destroy me, please don't leave. Just reconsider...", I confess as fat tears roll down my cheeks. 

I reach out to touch his hand but he pulls away. 

"Don't force me to stay because everyone else in your life has left, maybe you shouldn't have been so dependent on me in the first place", he snarls as he begins to walk to the door, bags in hand. 

He lets out a chuckle ridiculing me and my throat constricts in horror as he mocks my confession. 

My eyes snap open and I almost topple off the bed from the shock of my nightmare. My breathing is ragged and shallow, I only take a few breaths before vomiting into the bin. My chest, cheeks and neck are bathed in a cold sweat. I pat down my face as I run into the bathroom to wash out my mouth. Looking up at the mirror, the bitterness of yesterday's argument return back to me. 

He spoke about leaving and talking with his Gran but my subconscious had already furthered the situation and imagined him moving away for good.

The possibility of that happening sends my pulse into a frenzy and my eyes mist over with fear as I let out a little sob. 

I just need to see him and then I'll know that this torment isn't anything more than a nightmare.

I hastily return to my room and wrap my gown around me, trying to be as silent as possible so I didn't wake Arian. I glance at my appearance in the mirror and grimace at my puffy eyes, pale face and unruly hair. 

Instead of combing my hair and making myself look somewhat presentable, I settle for just tucking my flyaways behind my ears. They bounce right up as soon as I do and I let a small sigh of frustration before walking down the stairs and treading into the mist of the morning. 

It is just after five and dawn approaches with slow steps. The sun is a coral cloud hovering over the town, almost looking over it as it prepares for the day ahead. The crescent moon hangs in the early morning sky illuminating the small roads for me. Usually, I would be terrified to be walking around at this time, but this route had become so familiar to me. 

A cool breeze rushes past me and instantly my hands wrap around my torso.

I reach his door and begin and flood his phone with messages.

'Hey, I know it's early and you're probably mad from what I said last night'

'Can you come down, please', 

My fingers pick at the skin on my lips in anticipation. He's read the message but doesn't respond. I am just about to call him when the door swings open and Will lets me in. His wavy hair is damp and combed to the side. I walk into his arms and begin rambling on about my nightmare, so much so that I don't realise that he hasn't hugged me back yet.