Sleeping With A Friend (Belldom)

Part: Eight

[MATT'S POV]

I find myself sitting in the shower, crying.

Dom got out half an hour ago leaving me to finish up.

But I stayed, and now I'm sitting here regretting my life.

"Matt, are you coming out? You're skin is going to prune up."

Dom says with a groggy, tired voice through the door.

I attempt to stand up but slip.

"FUCK"

Dom knocks again.

"Matt?? Are you okay?"

I try to speak with a clear voice, but it comes out in loud sobs.

"Eh, yeahh"

I turn off the shower to see Dom facing me.

Since I cried in the shower it wouldn't be noticeable, but my red puffy eyes gave it away.

"Jesus Christ, Matt.."

He trailed off going on about how I can turn to him if I'm feeling like shit.

"You look like you did a line of coke, what happened?"

I motioned a hand to bring him closer for a hug.

He giggled.

"I'm sorry, that joke was too far"

I know that Dom has opened up to me again, but deep down I know he still wants me to burn.

I'm getting pushed into this hysteria, anxiety more, that I'll fuck up again and make him leave over all.

I began to cry more, all the thoughts or embarrassing moments of our argument, the way how he suddenly let me blow him off, when we could've just talk it out like normal couples.

It's too late to start over, the scars have been made.

"Matt, awh, poor Matty, you should sleep, you seem tired"

He caressed my hair and set a towel over my wet naked body.

I dried off and decided I would just sleep naked, as it was cooler for this humid weather.

That night my nightmares became triggering, they were images of me, in a dark room, curled in a ball with people in a circle around me, taunting me for my mistakes, I could feel myself trying to peel myself out of the dream.

I toss and turn but I'm stuck, I see Dom, I try to scream his name but it feels like my vocal cords got yanked out of me, as I try and try Dom gets torn away from my reach and out of the dark room, I scream one last time as I awake to the shaking of Dom.

He cups my mouth and pats my head, holding me tight.

"Shh, shh, Matt, I'm here"

I breath heavy pants and gasps for air, I am scared shitless,  what did that dream resemble? Was it foreshadowing something?