The Warden [Awesamdude x Reader]

{Chapter:23}

Sam pov

She had been having more panic attacks and nightmares recently.

I felt terrible knowing that I was part of the reason.

But the nightmares... sometimes she would wake up and yell for me to save her or Tommy or someone.

She had been staying at my place more recently, I knew who was giving her the nightmares.

Dream.

I had confronted him about it multiple times but he denied it.

I wasn't sure what to do so I decided to just be here for her, try and comfort her.

Protect her.

Y/n pov

My nightmares had been getting worse, each time I sink deeper and deeper underwater.

I get sweaty and nervous whenever I think about it or even think about the word Dream.

There's no one to save me, I'm alone.

Sam has been showing his best support trying to comfort me whenever I have them, but every time I look at him, I see the blood on his hands and the creeper that killed me.

I've been unsure how to get over it, I don't want to talk to Puffy about it and make her worry.

Tommy's been asking me what happened but I refused to tell him.

He wouldn't give up so easily, he kept trying to get me to crack telling me I could trust him with anything.

I eventually lost it telling him to fuck off that it wasn't his problem.

I stormed off feeling like shit for yelling at him like that.

I just wanted to be alone, like I used to be.

I had gone back to the forest where I first met Tommy, this place felt odd.

I had no good reasoning for coming here, yet I had to.

Something told me to, the voice sounded so familiar yet I couldn't put my finger on it.

I slumped down against a tree in defeat.

From all the nightmares forcing me to wake up I haven't been getting the sleep I needed.

I didn't want to sleep though, it would mean more nightmares.

I quickly slapped myself to stay awake, it didn't work as my body went limp.

Tommy pov

I wasn't sure what to do after she yelled at me.

Something was bothering her and I needed to find out but she was too stubborn to tell me.

I decided to go ask Sam if he knew anything.

The last time I did he got all defensive about it, so he must know something.

When I finally found him he was standing outside of the bank.

"SAM," I yelled running over to him.