Converse x Vans

Nicks nightmares

TW: Suicide, SH, Swearing and Gore
Please skip this chapter is this would be uncomfortable for you.
Nicks POV

My eyes flutter open, the first thing I see is the TV, my eyes spin around to my side and Charlie isn't there. I stumble to my feet I peer out and look into the kitchen. Charlie's smashing everything and going mental! I run over to him and try to stop my but he just keeps going, finally I pull him away from the mess he made and ask him.

"Why would you do that?"

"Because of you!" He screams. "You are the WORST BOYFRIEND EVER"

My heart stops everything around me spins, I let go of Charlie and he starts to scream at me things I can't hear but know are horrible. I can't do anything and all I feel is... fake. Charlie goes back to the kitchen and starts breaking glass. I want to stop him but I can't move my body at all, my body is unwilling to go anywhere and at this point I wish I could just lay down and die.

My numb body miraculously carry's me over to Charlie, except this time he doesn't struggle he just looks at me. With a knife in his hands he glides it across his wrists with many swipes he holds it up in the air ready to jab me but instead he stabs himself in the stomach. His body goes limp and I catch him just in time, his blood is pouring out all over the floor and Charlie looks at me and says.

"Your worthless, your a horrible person and you deserve nothing"

His last breath encompasses hate, anger, resentment and... happiness.

I can't believe I just stood there as I watched Charlie kill himself! I CANT BELIEVE I DID THAT. I'm such a horrible person and I will never be better I'm just the stupid boyfriend who's boyfriends kill themselves because of me. I can't live any longer. I pick up the knife and try to jab myself but when I do and I open my eyes I'm in an empty room, I look to my feet which are covered in blood and then around me.

"CHARLIE, ISAAC, CHASE" I scream covering my mouth.

I scan over the rest of the dead body's and see my... mum. I run over the dead body to get to her and when I arrive at her body, she looks terrified. Tears pour out of my eyes and all I see if my mother who raised me dead on the floor. I-I can't believe it I c-can't believe it.
I hug my mothers body as if it'll come back alive but it doesn't seem like that's happening.

As I hold my mother and rock her as I cry, anger brothels in my body and when I know my mother is okay I stand up and scream.

"SHOW YOUR SELF!!". "YOU PATHETIC LITTLE SCUM BAG"

A hand grabs my arm, another grabs my legs, I look down to see my mother, Charlie, Isaac and Chase pulling me down.

When they pull me to the floor I feel my body shaking and someone calling my name.

I wake up from my nightmare and I can't see straight everything is a mess and I can't fix it, my breathing being comes fast paced and my crying becomes uncontrollable. My body is shaking endlessly, I can see someone else crying but i can also see Charlie helping them and then coming back to me again saying something then going back again then coming back, after a while my breathing steadies and my crying stops, my shaking eases out and I see straight and hear normally, I look to see Charlie holding my hand and gazing into my eyes.

"You okay?" He asks.

"Yeah I'm good" I say.

Charlie explains to me that he's going to him make dinner then we can talk about what happened Bacalar I'm still pretty rattled l. Well swing you mother dead in the floor would rattle you dream or not but it seemed so real Charlie talking and the bodies it was all so real all so real and I went through that, I let my Charlie die. MY Charlie die even if it was in a dream I don't care it means I can't do shit for people and I'm a bitch.

After we finish dinner which none of use ate from we still sit there covered in our own thoughts, I can't let anything happen to Charlie but he might hurt himself again and I can't let that happen. I excuse myself and head upstairs, I enter my bedroom and stand in the middle of the room, this room used to be so bright and happy but since Ben it's been filling up slowly with horrible and sad memories.

Charlie enters the room.

"Hey you alright?" Charlie asks.

"Yes I'm fine" I say.

"No you aren't you just woke up and had a panic attack what happened"

"Nothing I just" I stutter.

"Nick" Charlie's says coming towards me.

"Whatever happened in that dream will not happen in real life" Charlie says. "I promise"

I want to believe him but I just feel nothing, Tori told me when you feel like this something very bad has happened, which I know but I just don't think it's enough for me to just shut Charlie out.

"I had a dream you killed yourself, then I was in room full of dead body's consisting of you, mum, Chase, Isaac and more people, then when I held my mother and stood up you guys like awoke and pulled me down to the ground then I woke up and had the panic attack." I blurt.

"Hunny" Charlie says engulfing me into a hug.

My body is too tired to hug Charlie so my head weight just piles on top of him, I know I can't be doing this considering I would knock Charlie over but there's nothing in my body that's going to stop me falling.

Charlie sorta waddles me over to bed and then gets into bed next to me and says.

"I'm not going anywhere, and that's a fact"

"Good because it just felt so real that I thought I lost you"

"You won't ever lose me, you have my life three sixty and plus I won't ever do that"

"Good now let's go to sleep I'm tried as fuck" I whine.

"Ok ok sleep head let's go to sleep"

I wrap my arms around Charlie's waist like I'm going to lose him and fall asleep uneasily.

Authors note:
Hey everyone! I hope you guys have been doing really well and have been eating drinking enough, I'm really sorry if this did trigger anyone but I want to delve more into Charlie helping Nick rather than vice versa also sorry about the gore idk why I just wanted to implement some. I'm loving all the support at the moment could be happier so thank you guys. Have an amazing week guys!