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𝗧𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗗𝗔𝗬, 𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝙖𝙢

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𝗧𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗗𝗔𝗬, 𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝙖𝙢.
:: 📍𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗮 𝘃𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗹 & 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗼𝗿𝘁

𝗝𝗘𝗔𝗡𝗦 𝙥𝙤𝙫. — 𝟯 𝙖𝙢.

Jean woke up in a cold sweat as his body shot up from his hotel bed, breathing heavily and sweat dripping from his forehead. Another nightmare two days in a row. His hands were shaking and his vision had blurred from the tears building up.

He glances next to him to see Connie sound asleep, eye mask and durag on, snoring loudly and enjoying the comfortability of his bed. He grips the sheets under him but then lets go and walks over to the bathroom, turning on the light and looking in the mirror. He was only clad in some pyjama pants and no shorts because it was too hot for that.

He turns on the tap to run some cold water and splash it over his face with his hands as he takes a breath, rubbing his eyes. The nightmare still replayed in his mind like a horror movie you could never turn off and play on a loop.

"Once you learn to be a man and stop crying like a little bitch, you can sleep inside!" His dad spat as he picked him up and threw him outside onto the front porch. "Dad please—"  Six year old Jean squeaks out as he slams the door and locks it shut. It was a cold winter day and he was only in in a t shirt and pyjama pants.

A lot of other buried memories fill his mind and he feels like he's about to loose his breath, even though he's breathing heavily himself. He clutches his chest as he tries to catch his breath and come back to his senses.

The bad memories had been chasing him since he got here and he didn't know how to outrun it, it was slowly eating him alive and nobody really knew. He didn't know how to manage it or who to confide in.

Well, apart from you.



𝗬/𝗡'𝗦— 𝙥𝙤𝙫 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗱𝗮𝘆.

You're looking at yourself in the bathroom mirror as you make some touches to your hair and outfit, dusting yourself off. Emerald and Nai were getting ready in the bedroom, you heard discreet murmurs coming from them but you ignored it you swore you heard something to do with you a few times, being referred to as "her".

It was very hot and humid at the village, 86 degrees, matter of fact. You couldn't even breathe from how hot it is. You didn't do your makeup, just put on some clear mascara and some gloss. For the outfit, you wore something simple.

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