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I woke up drenched in sweat. Again. For the past week, every night when I went to sleep, I saw almost the same exact thing. It would always start out with everything being exactly how it was, except Austyn and I were together. She felt the same way I did. We were happy, and everything was almost perfect. Then out of nowhere, she'd fade away. As if she was forgotten. She was forgotten, by everyone around me. Sebastian didn't have a clue who she was. Emerson thought I was insane, but I always remembered. I Remembered every conversation. I remembered the way my body felt like it was on fire, every time we touched, but to everyone else, it was as if she never existed. As if everything that happened between us was something I had made up completely, and then I'd wake up, drenched in sweat, and terrified. Terrified of losing her.

"Rem," Sebastian called out from the aisle, "can you be ready in like half an hour? We have meet and greet soon."

"Uh- yeah," I mumbled, only half aware of my surroundings, "yeah, I'll be up in a second."

It took a minute -and several deep breaths- to bring myself back completely. I was more scared of losing her than I thought I was. Which, was ironic considering the fact that we hadn't really been speaking. She literally slept two feet away from me, and I still hadn't found the words to apologize for blowing up at her. Deep down, I was just upset over the fact that she seemed so opposed to the idea of people thinking we were together. I guess it just made me feel like she wouldn't want us to be together at all. I rolled out of my bunk, and barely avoided landing on the floor, before climbing out of the caravan, and to the trailer, where my clothes were being kept.

"Oh- hey," Austyn all but whispered, "good morning- or afternoon."

"Sorry, I was tired. Didn't realize sleeping in was that big of a deal." I scoffed.

Thinking before I spoke, had tended to fly out the window. Deflecting at it's finest, I guess. Austyn's eyes widened in shock, and guilt stirred in my gut.

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