The Heartbreak Prince Sebastian Sallow

Chapter 60: Just a dream

When I woke, I was engulfed in a warm blanket, hearing the soft snores of Sebastian as my head still laid on his chest. Feeling his chest rise and fall as the steady drum of his heartbeat continued. 

My eyes found the hanging wall clock on the other side of the room and noticed it was just about 5 in the morning. 

The sound of the sleet hit up against the window with a mix of snow, like little, tiny marbles were bouncing up against it. It was peaceful and quiet, and when I looked up at him, I felt the giddiness of what we had did the night before overwhelm me. Thinking of the way he touched me, how he made me his with just his touch, the way he spoke, his possessiveness and how I just melted right into him. How perfectly it felt to be laying with him, how easily and perfect I fit right in the space next to him on the bed. 

Could our life be like this after school? Could we eventually have this and what would that look like? Wake up on Christmas morning early, get up and go make coffee or tea depending on his preference. Wait for him to wake up as I sit by the fire and look at the Christmas tree. Listening to the snow hit the windows. A good book in my hand as I sipped on the hot coffee, calming my soul. Could it be possible? Could it be real?

"No."

I moved in a short fashion and looked up at him. Seeing that he was still asleep. His eyelids moving quickly back and forth. Feeling his hands grip around me tighter as he pulled on my sweater. 

"No! Don't!!"

I shifted slowly so I was leaning closer to him, putting weight on my arm so I could sit up to look at him. Noticing he was still sleeping, talking to himself.

"YOU CAN'T HAVE HER! I WON'T!" 

I felt the tears brim my eyes as I heard the words escape him.

"SOLOMON NO! SHE'S MINE!!"

I couldn't take it anymore, watching him upset as I grabbed his arm, trying to shake him awake.

"Sebastian.... Sebastian it's okay! Wake up!" 

"NOOOO PLEASE!!!!"

"SEBASTIAN WAKE UP!!!! 

I shook him harshly, causing the bed to shake. He shot up in the bed, gasping for air. His eyes wide as he looked around the room frantic. Sweat running down his face as he tried gasping for more air.

"Shhhh... it's okay. It's just a dream.... it's just a dream..." I whispered to him, stroking his back to comfort him.

His hands went into his hair, gasping for air still. Hearing two sobs escape his mouth as he let out his fears. I couldn't tell what was wrong, so I just sat there quietly. 

He threw his shirt over his head, throwing it on the floor as it had soon become just as sweaty as his face. Revealing his muscular back, how the muscles moved with him, looking at the million crystals reflect off the moonlight. 

When he had finally calmed himself down enough, he turned to me. Almost like he had seen a ghost and that I wasn't there.

"Sebastian... whats wrong-"

He moved so fast I didn't even have time to react as his body immediately jumped over mine. Pinning me down on the bed as he laid on top of me. Looking me over as if it was the first time he's ever seen me. His worry eyes looking all over, eventually stroking my hair with his hands as his warm breath fanned my face. 

"Sebastian....."

I could see the tears that had left his eyes, the worriedness, the fear, the despair. He was battling something internally, trying to work through it as his eyes kept wandering my face. I reached up slowly to move some of his brown locks out of his face. 

"It's okay..... I'm here."

His eyes seemed to light up at my words for a moment. But then closing them as he leaned into my touch. 

"I'm here. Look at me." I whispered to him.

When he opened them again and looked down at me, it about broke me. 

He sighed heavily, "I thought.........I thought he got you....."

"Who Sebastian?" I asked softly.

"Solomon."

"Sebastian.... he can't hurt me. He's-"

"I watched you die in front of me...... and when the tables turned....... it was me holding the wand. Not him."

I reached up and grabbed his face in my hands as he looked away in shame. He was still blaming himself for what happened so long ago. And now in his dreams, he's still the killer.

"Sebastian....... you could never hurt me. I know it. Don't do this, look at me."

His caramel brown eyes finally opened again looking down at me. His eyes began to water slightly as his mind was taking over. His dreams trying to win.

"You could never hurt me.....you love me remember?"

That seemed to spark something deep within him as his eyes began to swim in mine again. His hands going up to my face, stroking my cheeks, feeling the softness in my hair. His other hand going down to my neck. Looking down at my sweater that was his. That I was here with him, sleeping with him, being here with him. That I never left. 

He leaned down softly, kissing my lips. Moaning slightly as our mouths moved in sync. My hands moved up into his locks again pulling him closer to me so we could close the gap even further. I wanted him close to me, I wanted him to know I was here. And that I wasn't going anywhere. That I was real.

When he pulled away for air, he leaned down into my shoulder, taking in deep breaths as relief seemed to wash over him. 

"Merlin, I thought I had lost you...." He whispered.

"You'll never lose me Sebastian...... I promise."

He pulled up to look down at me, stroking my face sweetly with the back of his hand. 

"You mean that?"

I frowned at him. Unable to take him seriously as I've always expressed my love to him. 

"What is it going to take Sebastian.........."

This time he looked even more confused as he leaned up against his elbows. 

"What is it going to take........ don't you know how much I fucking love you, you fucking idiot."