Every Night

Chp. 2

It wasn't shortly after that the rest of the guys woke up. Just as we are all finishing a morning cup of coffee, the bus slowly comes to a halt, and our driver turns around and says "We're here"

Everyone shields their eyes and we make our way out of the bus, so much brighter out here. We are quickly hustled into the building. When we walk into our green room, the cameras are already there, ready for a slew of interviews.

The interviews seem to go by a little faster today, then it's time for the soundcheck, and then, it's show time.

Even though it's only been 11 hours since we arrived at the arena, it felt way longer. For some reason tonight's show got to me, I felt like something was eating the time away, and I couldn't help myself stop crying during Demons. I actually began to cry so hard, that I had to stop midway through the song to get myself together again. I messed up again.

We get back on the bus after meeting with a few fans. I'm just strangely tired tonight, so I don't say a word, and head to bed.

And that's when it started, the nightmare, it was back again. It was the same one I've been having for weeks. I'm just sitting and reading, then slowly eye sees a black mist wrap it's way around my legs. And it starts growing faster and faster, until all I can see is the darkness and I can barely breath. I'm tried to ignore it but tonight I just can't. I jolt up in bed, forgetting how short my bunk is, and I whap my head against to top. "Damn," I say to myself "that really hurt." My noisy commotion must have either woke Wayne up, or he was awake already. Because he's only a few steps behind me into the common room.

I dig in the freezer until I can find the bag of frozen peas, and place it upon my head, it sting a little, actually, it hurts a lot. I whimper a bit because of the pain.

I turn around to go sit on the couch, when I see Wayne sitting there, reading my book.

"I can see why you like this book so much," he said "it's very intriguing"

I walk over and take a seat next to him, and lay my head on his shoulder.

"What's wrong bud" he asks me

"I....I.....I had the nightmare again"

"What happens?"

I recount to him every single detail about this nightmare.

When I'm done. He gets up slowly and walks to a cabinet, and takes out a stuffed dragon when had be given a few shows ago. He brings it back over me, and puts it in my hand.

As we start to head back to our bunks, he looks me in the eyes with a comforting glaze. I climb up into my bunk with the dragon in hand, and then Wayne makes his way into my bunk. It's a little tight, but I'm used to it by now, I lay on my side and let Wayne cuddle up to me and soon we're both asleep.