Broken||M.C

*Eighteen*

//really want to dye my hair like this someday. FYI if you want a mental picture of Avery, well this is kind of it\\

Avery

I woke up in a cold sweat and breathing hard. I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Turned the light on and got a drink of water. I looked at myself in the mirror, I was pale white and my eyes were red and puffy from where I had been crying.

I turned the light off and walked out of the bathroom. I sat down on the side of my bed. I couldn't even remember what the nightmare was about, but I know it involved my dad. I also knew there was no way I was going back to sleep.

I went to my bag and rummaged through it, trying to find my headphones. I looked and looked, but I couldn't find them. My heart starting racing and it was getting hard to breath. I was having an anxiety attack.

My phone started buzzing and I tried to breath normally. When I looked to see who the message was from, I saw that it was Michael.

Michael😜: You awake?

Me: Yeah I am actually.

Michael😜: Bad dream?

Me: Yep, first one in forever.

Michael😜: I'm coming.

A smile crept on my lips. I couldn't help but smile at the way this boy treated me. He really seemed to care and I was so glad that he was there for me.

There was a knock on my door and I opened it. Michael was there in a t shirt and gym shorts. He looked half asleep.

"Are you sure that you're awake?" I asked.

"Yeah. I've been like tossing and turning all night."

I opened the door the rest of the way and he walked in. We sat down on the bed and he put his arm around me.

"So what happened?" He asked.

I shrugged. "Just a bad dream, I kind of thought it might happen."

"Why?"

"Haven't had one in a while and all this stuff that's happened with him. I thought it probably would happen. I'll be fine though, you didn't have to come."

"I know. But the truth is, I was lonely."

"Oh okay, well you can stay as long as you want. You can sleep here if you want, I'll sleep on the couch again."

"No, if anyone sleeps on the couch, it'll be me." He said.

I laughed. "Okay, I won't argue."

"So you haven't had any nightmares in a while? Why is that?" He asked.

"I don't know, but I have a theory that it's you."

"Me? Why me?"

"Because I feel safe with you. I don't know why, but you just make me feel so happy. When I'm with you, I forget all about my past and problems. It's just me and you and it makes me the happiest person alive."

"Are you serious?" He asked.

I nodded my head.

"No one has ever said that to me. I mean I knew that we helped people and junk, but no one has ever told me anything like that."

"Well it's true and I mean every word."

Suddenly he started leaning in, slowly and then I found myself leaning in. Our lips met and well, you know how people sometimes describe kissing as fireworks going off? I never really believed it, until that moment. When we kissed it was exactly like fireworks going off. That's the only way I can describe it.