•°MPHFPC one shots°•

11 - Nightmare

Request from @mayawrites098

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"Get away from me!" Y/n shouts, tears building in her eyes as she scrambled away from the person, only getting shoved back down. "Get off of me! Get away!" She shouts, her voice growing raw and sore. The woman looked over and raised her hand, her nails scratching the persons cheek hard and they recoiled, giving her the opportunity to try and run.

Her running felt incredibly slow, her nails digging into the ground as she attempted to stand, but it felt like weights were only pulling her back down.

"Get away! Please!" She shouts, feeling her feet give out under her and suddenly she was falling, nothing under her to catch her. Y/n tried grabbing a hold of something to stop her mid way, but there was nothing. The woman felt her chest tighten in panic, looking around when she suddenly hit the ground, everything around her pitch black. She could only glance around, too scared to make a sudden move. Taking a shaky breath in, she stood up, the weight in her legs gone and walked around easily.

"Alma?" Was the only thing that came to her mind. Needing to find her, she walked through the dark room, suddenly being jolted into a different room. She felt someone pull her back, y/n immediately smacking at them but turned around to see nothing. Confused and disoriented, she looked around trying to find a way out.

"Alma?" She repeats, her voice growing a bit louder, hoarse and raw from previously. "Where are you?"

Her shoes echoed uncomfortably loud against the now silent room, panic growing in her as she felt a feeling of dread rise in her stomach.

The walls began closing in and she backed into the wall behind her, her breathing picking up as she sat down, her back sliding down against the wall as she did. She backed into the corner as best as she could, but it was useless, eventually the room tightening around the woman. Y/n buried her head in her arms, not helping the tears that ran down her cheeks once more, her nails digging into her arms.

The woman let out a small gasp when she felt someone shake her awake, her breathing shallow as she tried to get a good look of who it was, staying completely still.

"Y/n, it's me. Alma." The ymbryne says softly, the younger woman finally seeing her blue eyes that looked over hers in worry. Some of her tension left, finally letting out a small sigh and reached her hand up. Alma didn't hesitate, taking it in her own and resting it against her cheek, y/n feeling the small kiss she placed on her palm.

"Just a dream." Y/n says, her voice cracking slightly and Alma hummed, placing another kiss on the top of her hand before resting hers back down, still in hers.

"Just a dream." She assures quietly, leaning down and placing another soft kiss on her forehead.

"Did I wake you?"

"That's not what I'm worrying over right now, darling." Alma says gently, leaning back down against the headboard of the bed, her thumb gently running across the top of hers.

Y/n just took a small breath in, letting it out and moving the woman's hand up to rest against her collar bone, pressing a gentle kiss on the ymbrynes knuckles. Alma could feel how fast her heart was racing, moving over to gently wrap her arms around her waist and pull her close against her. The younger woman relaxed, holding the woman's hand against her chest, Alma gently running her thumb over her collar bone and placing a soft kiss on the back of her jawline.

"Do you want to talk about it or no?" The ymbryne asks softly, her breath hitting the back of her neck and y/n pushed closer against her.

"No, I'm alright."

"If you insist."

"I do."

The older woman placed another soft kiss on her neck this time, the younger woman still having a hold of her hand and squeezed it gently.

"You're alright." Alma says quietly, pressing a few kisses on the woman's cheek who managed a small smile, Alma returning it when she seen it.

"I know."

The younger woman turned over to lay on her other side, the ymbryne taking her into her arms and placing another kiss on her forehead. Y/n already began dozing off once more, the older woman keeping her hand in hers, her other hand resting on her hip.

"Get some rest." The older woman says, her voice gentle and quiet.