Dark Romance

Nighttime

A/N: IMA TRY TO CHANGE ALL OF THE BOYS' OLD NAMES (PROD, ROC, PRINCE, RAY) INTO THEIR REAL NAMES (CHRES/CHRESANTO, CRAIG, JACOB, RAYAN) BUT PRINCE AND RAY WILL BE KEPT FOR THE MOST PART. IF YOU STILL SEE ROC OR PROD, IM WORKING ON TRYING TO BREAK OUT OF THE HABIY OF USING THEIR OLD NAMES.

Sunday November 22, 2015

5:34 am

KYRA

I cannot believe I'm about to spend my first Thanksgiving without Carlos. I look up, finding Prince under me again, his arm aroud me again, me sleeping on his chest again.

I sighed deeply and got up slowly, trying not to awake Prince. I did anyway.

"Mmh." He groaned, turning towards me. I lied back down. I reached for my phone, but he pulled my arm back.

"What are you doing?" He grunted in a deep, sleepy tone.

"Mmm." I groaned back, using my other hand to reach for my phone. He used his other hand to grab that one too.

"Go back to bed." He groaned.

"I'm just checking the time." I replied innocently.

"5:36." He said, letting go of my hands.

I looked outside. It was still dark. I sighed, staring at the wall.

"What is it?" He looked at me.

"Nothing." I shook my head, turning my back to him.

"Don't lie to me."

"Go back to bed." I said, still staring at the wall.

"We're talking about it in the morning." He said before closing his eyes.

It was almost silent. I heard the crickets outside.

"Sleep." He grumbles before softly snoring again.

I couldn't go back to sleep. I tried for 30 minutes.

I began to think. One thing I really shouldn't do.

I got flashbacks of me growing up with just Carlos. Everything he sacrificed for me, every good time, every rough time. Everything I ever knew.

Everything I ever might be snatched away from me.

I might not ever be able to hug him.

I might not ever be able to have movie night.

I might die.

And if I don't, nothing will ever be the same with this new information I've received since I've been here.

Whether I live or not, my life will never be normal again.

I felt myself tear up. I felt my heart pound harder. I was on the verge of a breakdown.

Suddenly, I felt a hand intertwine with mine.

"We're gonna get you out of here alive. You won't end up like me." I heard Prince's distinctively deep voice ring through my ears.

"I'm scared." I confessed.

"I know. I feel it. Constantly. Whenever I'm around you."

"I don't think I can do this." My voice broke as I shook my head.

"You can do this. We will do this. Together. We'll get you home safe. Nobody is going to get hurt but those who deserve it. Stop thinking about it so much. Go to bed."

"Prince?" I spoke after a period of silence.

"Yes?"

"Thank you." I said just above a whisper. He slowly let go of my hand.

I lied there in silence as I waited to hear him in deep sleep. Once he was, I tucked myself under his arm. My back was to his chest. I fell asleep in that position.

But this time, I didn't pretend it was Carlos.

SHORT, I KNOW. NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE A WHOOLE LOT LONGER. ILY BABES. COMMENT!