Hello my name is: a PruCan fanfic

Chapter 26

I couldn't breathe. No matter how much I struggled I couldn't break free. Worse than that is every movement I made, the angry hands wrapped tighter around my throat.

I stared into the eyes of my attacker, but I couldn't see, I couldn't tell who it was. Then the blackness began to seep into my vision, and..... I woke up.

I woke up sweaty and helpless and afraid. The rain pattering against the window scared me, yet the silence made me want to cry, scream out into the abyss of nothingness.

Smoothing my hair away from my sweaty forehead, I pinched the bridge of my nose. I've been having that dream every night for two weeks now, and it was really starting to stress me out. At first it was easy to ignore, but now it feels like my body is trying to tell me something, trying to force me to realize something I can't come close to understanding.

I need a hug right now.

Sighing and taking a deep breath, I stand up. Moving out of my bed and looking in the mirror you could see the nightmares are taking a toll on me. My skin looked papery, and dull. My eyes had dark circles under them and bags that sagged unattractively.

At this point drowning myself in song lyrics wasn't helping, and I was afraid I might overdose on nightquil trying to force myself to sleep at night.

Biting my lip I quickly went into the shower hoping to shake the nightmare off, only to worry about it later.

But I couldn't. I physically could not let myself forget it. Was there something different this time? Was there something I needed to know?

Why was this so damn haunting?

With each blink there was a flash, an image of pale hands around my neck. I swear my throat would constrict each time causing me to choke myself unconciously.

Quickly I wrapped a towel around my waist and grabbed my phone. I had purposely not told Gilbert about these dreams, thinking he wouldn't care, but I seriously couldn't handle it. Maybe Gilbert could actually give good advice, seeing as when I asked Feliciano all he had to say was; "It's just a dream! Don't worry about it."

Sighing I sat down for a moment, staring at the phone in my hands. Maybe I really was just overreacting.

Chewing on my lip in thought, I gave up and simply dialed Gilbert's number. Listening to the dull ring, I silently hoped he would answer, a flood of relief filling me when I heard his voice.

"Guten tag Schatz."

Sighing and closing my eyes for a moment, I dug in my memory to remember what the heck schatz even meant. Too tired, I just decided it was an endearing term I shouldn't question.

"Hey, are you busy?"

"When am I?"

Smiling to myself, I couldn't help but nod my head. Simply talking to him made everything better.

"Can you come over?"

"I'll be there in five."

"Please don't."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I want you to obey the law, and avoid getting into a horrible accident."

"Fine, I'll see you in ten."

Rolling my eyes, I wonder if he knew it should actually take fifteen minutes to get to my house from his, but I can't see why I should squash his fun.

"Alright, I'll see you in a little bit."

"I love you~"

"I love you too, now get going."