𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓷

Ch.25

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Journey POV

I was up at like 1 a.m watchin grey's anatomy cus I was too bored to go to sleep.

Messiah was sleepin next to me wit his face in my titties while I rubbed his back.

He's been tryna eat this past week and I'm proud of him for actually tryin.

I don't know who he was before I met him, but he deserved so much better than the shit goin on in his life.

I looked down at him smilin at how peaceful he looked.

But then his face scrunched up and he started talkin in his sleep.

I knew more than likely he was havin nightmares again.

This went on for like two minutes before he jump up out his sleep.

"Get it off me, get it off"!

"Babe it"-

"Get it off"!

He hopped up rushin to the shower and stepped in wit his clothes still on.

I watched as he started scrubbin his body roughly tellin me to get whatever off of him.

"What baby? Get what off? There's nothin on you".

"It's not comin off"!

He started panickin and I quickly stepped in not caring that my clothes were now wet.

"There's nothin there, c'mere boo".

"No! Get it the fuck off me"!

I grabbed his face makin him look at me and spoke in a soft comfortin tone.

"Get what off Messiah"?

"The blood, it's not comin off"!

"There's no blood, you just had a nightmare".

"Look"!

He yelled in frustration showin me his clean hands.

"There's nothing there, I swear".

"Journey".

He whined gettin more frustrated.

"Look at me baby. Calm down, take deep breaths".

I instructed him as we sat on the shower floor.

He closed his eyes leanin into me as he took a few deep breaths.

Once he calmed down he looked at himself seein there was no blood and turned the water off.

He sat wit his back and head against the shower wall wit his eyes closed.

"I'm sorry. If you don't wanna keep deali"-

"Unt uh, don't even say that. I told you I was here for you no matter what and I meant it".

"I feel too vulnerable, ion like it. And it's kinda embarrassin".

I shook my head scootin closer to him and holdin his hands.

"You are vulnerable, and that's nothin to be embarrassed about".

"Everybody grieves in their own way, some worse than others but they still get through it".

He nodded squeezing my hand before standing up.

"Come on, let's getchu some dry clothes".

He said helping me up and leadin me back into his room.