Days turned into weeks, and Mikey's progress in healing from Akkun's loss continued. But there were still moments of darkness that crept up on him, often in the form of nightmares.
One night, Mikey had a particularly vivid nightmare. He was back in the alleyway where Akkun had been killed. He could hear Akkun's screams, but he couldn't find him. He searched frantically, calling out his name, but it was no use.
Suddenly, he saw Akkun lying on the ground, motionless. Mikey ran over to him, but it was too late. He was gone.
Mikey woke with a start, his breathing ragged, and his heart pounding in his chest. He sat up, his body trembling, his mind filled with an overwhelming sense of loss and grief.
Draken was beside him in a second, his hand on Mikey's shoulder. "Mikey, are you okay? What's wrong?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.
Mikey shook his head, unable to speak. He couldn't put into words the pain and fear that he had just experienced.
Draken sat with him in silence, holding him tightly. He knew that sometimes words weren't necessary, and that just being there for someone you love was enough.
After a few moments, Mikey's breathing started to slow down, and his trembling subsided. He felt Draken's calming presence next to him, and it gave him the strength to carry on.
"Thank you, Draken. I don't know what I'd do without you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Draken hugged him tightly. "You don't have to do anything alone, Mikey. We're here for you. Always," he said, his voice filled with compassion.
Mikey felt a deep sense of gratitude for Draken and the rest of his gang, who had been with him every step of the way during his journey of healing. He knew that there would be more nightmares and moments of darkness, but he also knew that he had a support system that he could rely on.
And with that knowledge, he felt a renewed sense of strength and determination. He would continue to honor Akkun's memory and to live a life that would make him proud.
