𝐉𝐎𝐄𝐘 𝐉𝐎𝐑𝐃𝚰𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝚰𝐌𝐀𝐆𝚰𝐍𝐄𝐒🕯️

nightmare

You feel light headed as you shot up from your bunk bed.

Cold sweat dripping down from the sides of your face.

Your chest is shooting up and down, to the beat of the air vent's vibrations coming from the side of the room, opposite to your bunk bed on the tour bus.

You can hear the fast palpitations spewing out of your eardrums.

Overtaking your senses and causing a high pitched ring to form throughout your ears.

You fight to relax yourself with icy tears forming in the outer corners of your eyes.

Nightmare. You have had a nightmare. The same nightmare you have had since middle school.
Your dad had passed away when you were in sixth grade, from pancreatic cancer. Which has shook you to your core every day since then.
You have been traveling on Slipknot's tour, since your best friend Joey has offered it to you.
He is the drummer of the metal band Slipknot.
You and Joey have been friends for over 15 years. He is protective and very caring.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a calming, caring sounding familiar voice.

"Hey, hey, Y/N, are you okay?"

He eyes you, with a worried and concerning look filling his beautiful features, with his head cocked to the side.
"i - i-"
you choked on your words. Like you've been caught stealing a cookie out of the cookie jar.

"I had a nightmare." You sigh.

Joey slides his thumb across your tear soaked warm cheek and kisses it lovingly.

"Come sleep next to me in my bunk. I don't mind." Joey smiles.

You nod willingly, without even going over the thought of his offer.

You climb into his bunk. He slides the covers over you and you nuzzle into his warm chest.

The smell of his cologne filling and invading your nostrils.

His presence is so comforting. You feel so safe, like nothing can hurt you in this moment of time. You sigh in relief.

"I'm sorry for waking you up." You sigh, full of guilt.

Joey chuckles quietly. Sending shivers down your spine all the way to the back of your head.

"It's okay, sweetheart. I'm here for you. Whenever you need me." He smiles.

"What would I do without you?" You smirk into his icy blue eyes.

"You tell me." He playfully smiles back.

To which you chuckle at his statement.

"Goodnight, Joey." You say, pecking his cheek.

"Goodnight, Y/N." He says as he kisses the top of your head.

To which you fell asleep into his arms.