The Night Before The Heist
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Me and everyone else were downstairs spending a bunch of time together because we don't know what will happen when we do this heist tomorrow
Pennywise and Michael were arguing about whatever, Jason was drawing with Jamie, Billy and Stu were sitting with me, Aiden and Naja were play fighting and Candyman was also sitting next to me on the couch with Brahms sleeping on his lap
Hours passed by and everyone went to sleep or prepare for tomorrow
I took a shower and put on some comfortable clothes, I went back downstairs into the living room
I started going over the heist plan again and went over every single room in the building
I kept whispering to myself every part of what everyone had to do
I had to do this unless I wanted Billy and Stu dead like that guy said. I don't have a choice. I have to get this right because there's no going back from here
I felt someone touch me shoulder which made me turn around. It was Brahms
"Hey Brahms. What are you doing up?" I asked
"I could ask you the same thing."
He sat down next to me and laid his head down on my lap
"I missed you so much. Don't leave me like that ever- again."
"I have to leave again tomorrow but I'll be back in a few hours"
He stayed quiet and sat up, taking my hand and taking me upstairs
"Brahms I have to make sure I remember the plans"
"You've studied them enough. We need to sleep." He replied taking me to my bedroom
Stu was already asleep on my bed. Brahms picked me up, putting me on the bed
Not something I'd expect him to do
He got into the bed and laid down next to me as Stu was behind him. Stu shifted in his sleep so he was now laying against and big spooning Brahms
Brahms wrapped his arms around my waist. I took the time to appreciate this moment like I appreciated the one we had all together earlier because I might not come back from the heist tomorrow or maybe one of them won't
Who knows
This could be our last day and moments together. To even think of that, fucking hurts.
The possibility of me or one of them dying is unknown to me but I know it's not zero. And because of that, I hesitate. I second guess. I try to find any other way around this
Is this fear?
The thing I have been trying my best to avoid. The thing that ruined my chances at all kinds of things. The thing that used to haunt me?
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