The Story of Sqampy

Chapter 38

Beth's POV:

For the last several days, I kept having disturbing dreams. I would wake up in cold sweat nearly every night and feel queasy to my stomach. 

Tonight was especially bad, I awoke actually startled. I stumbled sleepily to Stampy's room, hating to wake him, but I didn't want to be alone. Opening his bedroom door, I could see him spread out under the covers, his curls splayed out next to him.

"Stampy?" I trailed off. He awoke quickly, fumbling around in the dark for his glasses. 

"Sqaish, are you okay? Did you have another dream?" 

I nodded, wrapping myself in Stampy's arms. 

"Hey, if you'd like you can sleep in here with me." He offered, and I gladly accepted.

Still wrapped in his arms, he put the covers over us, holding my head gently against his chest. He soothed me until I drifted back off to sleep in his arms.

Beth's POV:

I woke up to see Stampy. His hair was all over the place, but I didn't mind. It was cute! I played with his hair until he woke up.

We stayed in comfortable silence, staring at each other. I loved the way we looked at each other, letting ourselves be completely open and vulnerable under one another's gazes.

I lay my head on Stampy's chest again whilst he played with my hair. I would be content to stay this way forever.

Joe's POV:

I look into Sqaishey's eyes. I love her so much, I could tell she was wandering in her thoughts too. She leaned her head against me and I played with her hair.

I love you so much, sqaishey...

Beth's POV:

When Stampy and I finally got out of bed this morning, it was already 11:30, and squid and Amy were up cooking breakfast.

"Well, you guys slept in!" Squid said as he gestured towards the clock.

"Sorryyy, I couldn't sleep last night," I confessed, exchanging a knowing glance with Stampy. I sat at a barstool while Stampy talked to squid and Amy.

Joe's POV:

After breakfast was done, Sqaishey and I went on the porch, and she looked as if she were sleepwalking. I knew she had to be exhausted.

"Hey, do you think these dreams could be a trauma response of some sort? You did go to court and see him the other day and go through everything that happened." I pointed out, seeing her thoughtful expression.

"That's a possibility I didn't think of." She admitted, furrowing her eyebrows together.

"Yeah, you have been fine during the day, but your subconscious could be taking control at night. Would you like to start seeing a therapist? I think it could really help." 

Sqaishey hesitated for a minute before nodding. "Yeah, I think that may be best. I definitely don't want to have those nightmares anymore." She added.

 We went back inside to catch up with Squid and Amy for a bit. Squid and I were discussing our recording for tomorrow when I realized Sqaishey had left. I went to go and check on Sqaishey, who had wandered off to the living room after a while of being in the kitchen with us. I peeped in there to see that she was asleep.

Today was the day Sqaishey and I had to record super happy fun times, but seeing as she was exhausted, I will just make a video on her channel telling everyone that she could not record at the moment. I definitely wouldn't want her to be spammed on social media.

I quickly set her phone on "do not disturb" and left the room.

I had Sqaishey's computer in our office, so I quickly recorded the video and left it like that. I left it to edit for a little while before I uploaded it on her channel.