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Chapter 13

Brandon
Starry Eyed.

A scream left my mouth as I felt pain shoot up my arms, veins burning with a fire that made me feel like passing out. A sudden headrush made my mind fuzzy and my vision blurred. Putting my hands infront of my face I stared in horror as the silver heart began to crack, silver blood flowing from it. It began to disappear, fading and turning back into nothing.

I began to sob. My soulmate is dead. Again.

x-x-x

Shooting up, tears leaked from my eyes as I glanced around the dark room. Eyes landing on Choco's eyes shining in the moonlight, filled with worry.

"Petey?"

"I-I.. Choco- Did I w-wake you?" I stutter, wiping my face.

"You were sobbing in your sleep. Did you dream about her again?"

I nod as he wraps his arms around me in a protective manner, my breathing eventually calmed and I spoke up again.

"I-I was dreaming about when she died, the pain felt so real."

He ran a hand through my hair, muttering words to me as I shook. "It's okay Petey. I love you."

"I love you too."

He pulled away from the embrace, thumb running over my cheek to wipe the few stray tears that fell. "Do you wanna talk about it?"

Shaking my head, I leaned against his shoulder.

"I know this seems bad, your dreams as well as Vik's. But we'll be okay. What ever game we've been put it, we'll win it all."

I nod, huffing slightly and yawning.

x-x-x

Waking up, I had no idea where I was or what year it was, rubbing my eyes I sat up. Looking around, I suppose I fell asleep. Pulling out of Choco's grip, I smiled at him and brushed a bit of hair out of his face. Grabbing my phone, I shuffled downstairs and into the living room to see two couples passed out on the couches.

Walking over to Mat and Kenny, I pushed them off the couch. They hit the ground with a smack, curses and groans leaving their lips.

"Pete? What the hell?" Mat groaned, stretching a bit.

"Get up."

Kenny cursed and rubbed his jaw, he yawned slightly. "What time is it?"

"Around 6." I heard a tired voice to see Lachlan awake, he looked tired clearly. Awoken by Mat's loud voice.

"It isn't even 6 am yet?" Vik piped up, standing and stretching.

"5:38." Lachlan replied, checking his phone.

"God Pete, what the hell are you fucking doing up at 5 am?" Mat huffed, tiredly walking into the kitchen I suppose to make some coffee.

"I woke up, was wrapped in Choco's death grip, somehow got out of it, and then I got lonely. Also, don't we have school?"

"I forgot school was a thing." Vik groaned softly, laying back on the couch.