Into the Light or be Captured By the Dark(Seto x Reader)

Chapter 19

Song is Butterfly–BTS. I do not own this song or them but man I wish I did haha. Also it's a real chapter! Be proud of me even though this was supposed to come out yesterday!

(Seto's POV)

I sat up panting as the emotions swelled in my chest. The tears ran freely down my cheeks as my mind replayed the dream in my head, well more like nightmare. Since we had gotten back a few days ago I've had dreams every night. I think they might be memories but they're too distorted and dark for me to tell. I'm absolutely positive this one was a memory but it cut off before I could finish it.

"AHH!" I yelled in frustration as I fell back on my bed.

"Why does it hurt so much?" I ask myself as I clutch my hand to my chest,"what possibly could have happened for me to be in this much pain?"

I rolled into my side and pulled my knees to my chest. I sighed.

"That person in my dream... Did I hurt them just as badly as I was hurt? Do they feel the same pain and hurt I do?" I questioned as I let my eyelids fall closed.

It's no use in questioning things now when I have nothing to go on but a few dreams, most I can't even fully remember or are too distorted to make any sense of it. I took a deep breath trying to calm the rushing thoughts in my head.

"At this rate I'll never get to sleep," I mumbled to myself after almost a half an hour of tossing and turning,"why can't a memory come along about now that makes me black out?"

"Because it doesn't work like that," a voice said chuckling.

I sat up, alarmed at the sudden intrusion and turned to the voice. There, sitting crisscross on the floor in the doorway of my bedroom, was Gavin, her head back, resting against the doorframe. She turned her head slightly to look at me. She chuckled again, her shoulders shaking gently.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to alarm you. I just couldn't sleep so I decided to just wonder."

"It's okay," I said,"why couldn't you sleep?"

"Too many things on my mind at the moment," she smiled sadly and let her head fall forward, allowing her hair to fall to hide her face.

I heard a slight sniffle before her hand shot up to wipe her cheeks. She turned her head toward me after a second then stood up and walked over to my bed before plopping down at the end.

"So your memories keeping you up?" She asked.

"Sort of, but more like lack of."

"Right. Yeah, it doesn't work like that." She said shaking her head and scrunching up her nose slightly before giving me a small smile.

"Why?" I asked somewhat dumbly.

"Same way you randomly remember memories you've already acquired, something needs to happen to trigger the memory, something that may have happened in the memory or before it or even something someone's said in it. Actions and people themselves speak more strongly than words do in the case of recovering memories."

I nodded my head, taking in everything she's telling me.

"How do you know so much about this?"I questioned,"I mean no body told you anything about my condition and you didn't know when we showed up at Preston's home looking for you because you greeted me like you hadn't heard anything of me since back at the village we used to live at."