TW: Nightmare, throw up, slapping. I think that's it.
>>Night Mare<<
Grian pov:
"Grian."
I shake my head.
"Grian."
It's pitch black. I can see something.
"Grian."
I think it's Scar.
"Grian."
The voice is getting louder.
"Grian."
I try to speak but nothing happens.
"Grian."
The thing gets closer.
"Grian."
It's definitely Scar.
"Grian."
He looks in pain.
"Grian."
I don't like seeing him in pain.
"Grian."
His face is covered in more scars.
"Grian."
His mouth is moving, it's him talking.
"Help me."
>>Night Mare over, summary at end of chapter<<
I sit up, gasping.
Scar.
Where's Scar.
I jump up, already awake.
I don't change into better clothes before I start flying over to Scar.
"Please be okay, Scar. Please." I plead as I fly through the pitch black skies.
I land at his house five minutes later, out of breath.
I don't knock on his door before I enter.
"Scar!" I yell, trying to feel out his emotions. He's alive, but he's not fine.
I track his emotions, them getting stronger the closer I get.
>>Throw up<<
I find him lying on the ground in the bathroom, the toilet full of sick.
>>Throw up over<<
"Scar!" I yell, shaking him. He wakes up, slightly.
"Scar!" I yell again, holding him. I know he's not sick, it's something else.
He smiles at me.
"Please stay awake, I'll call Stress." I promise him.
I take out my communicator and call Stress.
"It's four in the morning, Grian. What do you need?" She grumbles, having just woken up.
"Scar! I-I don't think he's okay." I yell into the communicator.
"Okay, I'm coming over right away. I'll be there in ten minutes, just try to keep him conscious." She explains and hangs up.
I continuously slap him until his cheek turns red and Stress is here.
"I'm here Grian. I'm sure he's okay." She says, taking him from my shaking hands.
I know he's not dead, but he doesn't have to be for me to care like this.
A/N: Really angsty chapter, I think.
Summary: Night mare: Grian has a nightmare about Scar not being okay and asking grian for help Throw up: It's not that big, but he threw up in the toilet.
Word count: 374
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