Chapter 9

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WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DEPRESSING STUFF AND TRIGGERS! IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THIS KIND OF CONTENT THEN I ADVISE YOU TO STAY CLEAR!

Zane's POV:

(In dream)

I am in my old house. I see my father Garte holding an empty beer bottle, and in front of him I see...Little me? 

Garte smashed the bottle against little me's head. Behind little me I see a scared looking baby Vlad. And a knocked out Little Garroth. The bottle shattered upon his face. One glass shard cutting his lip. (that's how he got the scar). Soon enough the cops came.

(End of dream)

I woke up crying.

Your POV:

My eyes fluttered open when I heard the sound of soft sobs next to me. I quickly turned to see it was Zane. He looked like he had just saw a ghost.

"Zane?! What happened? Are you ok?"

"I-I'm... f-fine." He stuttered. 

"Zane you're not fine. Tell me what's wrong!"I ordered him. He gave in and told me about his dream. So his father was an alcoholic... Jackson. I remembered Jackson was an alcoholic. Just the thought of him made me cry. 

"Y/n! Why are you crying?" I told him about how Jackson was a drug addict and an alcoholic. The next thing I know is he takes me into his arms in a tight embrace. I hug him back.

"No one as nice and sweet of a person as you should have to go through that pain." It made me feel warm inside that he thinks of me that way.

"It's ok Zane. Pain is just the way of life." I told him.

It was still the middle of the night. Soon enough we had both cried ourselves to sleep. Still holding each other.

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Heay guys! Sorry that this chapter is so short. Im just very tired and I have school tomorrow soo Yeah. I still hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. If so, please vote and suggest this story to your friends, also follow me! It means alot! Also please leave a comment down below.

Bai meh pplz X3

-Gekko

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