The Life Of A Victim

<3 COUCH POTATOES <3

"Hey, I'm gonna be right back," I said, walking to the bathroom to change into pajama pants and one of his hoodies, he grabbed our food off the counter and sat on the couch, finding Deadpool on the TV. He lended me his spare fuzzy socks with cats on them. I adore cats. "I see you've found my hoodies," He said with a wide grin. I nodded "Yup, it's nice" "Well, don't fall in love with it because that hoodie is mine," He said, his grin even wider. I laughed and plopped down next to him, watching the movie while eating my sandwich. It was the highway fight scene and I was beginning to feel sleepy. I didn't want to say anything, so I kept on watching the movie. After a little bit, I looked at John and I could have sworn I felt different but I tried to shrug it off. He looked at me confused and put an arm around my shoulders "What's on your mind, tater tot?" I shrugged "I don't know, but I'm tired" I used one of the couch blankets to cover myself up like a burrito.

He shook his head "Here, sleep on my bed and I'll sleep on the air mattress" I was about to say no, but he carried me princess-style to his bed. I blushed and hid my face behind my hair. He smiled "I'll be right back, princess, don't go anywhere" He smiled again and left to get the air mattress. I got up and walked around a bit, looking at the picture frames of him and his sister on the skiing trip they went on last Christmas.

He came back with his air mattress and looked at what I was doing. "You should come with us next time, it would be fun" I nodded and yawned. He put a fitted sheet and comforter on his air mattress and snatched a pillow from his bed. By then, we had both fallen asleep. I'm running far, far away from this place, where they can't find me. I turn around and then she's there, heavily breathing, standing with a broken wine glass. She starts running my way and the ground crumbles underneath my feet. The ground is now gone. I look around and I see John, falling into the abyss. I woke up screaming and crying. John woke up and crawled onto the bed. "Are you okay?" He asked. I shook my head crying. He held me into his chest as I cried."Shhh, it's going to be okay, tater tot" I soon calmed down after a bit and fell asleep on his chest.