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12 | Something Real Pt. II

My dreams are usually not a happy place over the past 6 months. I wake up in the middle of the night, sweating and screaming for my life. And afterwards, I have trouble trying to sleep again.

And it happened again, tonight. I reminisce all that happened that night, that stormy and dark night. The night I lost so much.

I scream trying to fight the dream away. I am terrified. When will this nightmare end? I know what happened! Stop punishing me.

I wake up to Joey saying, "Sab, hey, hey. Stop. Shh. Calm down. SAB!" I fully am aware of my surroundings again and I have trouble breathing.

As I gasp for air, I lean on Joey as he sits on the bed with me. He soothes my back and said, "Hey, are you okay? I.." He's having trouble finding the right words.

"I woke up when I heard a scream, which was followed by several other more. Then I looked at you and you we're, uhm, you we're holding your head by your ears as if you were trying to not hear to something. You we're screaming everywhere and kicking and I didn't know what to do. So I woke you up." He explains. I breathe a bit better but not satisfied enough.

I look at him as he tries to soothe me and comfort me. He says again, "I was scared, Sab. I've never seen anyone have a nightmare before. I mean, was it really one?"

As he holds me as if to steady me, I break down, fully. As hard as I try to stop the tears, they kept streaming so fast and hard. I can hear myself sob. Joey instantly hugs me closer and assures me by saying, "Hey, aww, princess. It's okay. It's just a dream. Hey, shhh."

Through my tears, I can't ball up my emotions any longer. I start telling, "It was so real, Joey. So real. Joey, it was that night." I'm lost for words as tears fall down my face and lands on his chest.

He supports my head by combing it and rubbing it as he says, "Go on, I'm hear to listen. It's okay. Let it out, Sab." I cry even harder as I say. "It was that night when I lost my dad and younger brother. It was raining so hard, like the one now." I feel he turns and looks out the window.

He unclasps us from the hug and takes my hands instead as we face each other. He tries to remove my hands on my face I hide my tears. "That's why you we're scared by it earlier. You we're remembering something. I never knew." he apologetically says.

"Lightning struck our car and then it rolled over yet I was still conscious." I spit out. "My dad said to move quick and that we had to get out but I see he was already in pain. My older brother, Sebastian was also conscious enough to get out. I was at the back seat with..." I cry again.

"With your sister?" Joey asks. I nod as I bite my lips so that I do not cry louder and say, "Yes, she was beside me. Little Sam was beside me unconscious. But I was so selfish to just leave her and get out. I," I struggle again as Joey intensely listens and looks into my eyes.

"As I reached the pavement half-aware but still alive, I watch my dad try to get her out of the car as well. It was pouring so hard back then but the memory was so clear." I sob. Joey puts his hand on my face to wipe my tears.

I continue wanting to finish the story, to let it all go and say, "And, I see my dad struggle but I was in no condition myself to help him. I tries to go in and help them, but, but..." I punch the bed and shout, "I was too late, Joey!!! I was too late!!! The car exploded and my dad and 10 year old sister was in there!!!"

I hit the bed several times trying to remove the anger and guilt I feel but I feel so numb. I hit the headboard and keep punching. Joey stops me by hugging me and putting himself over me. He says, "It wasn't your fault, Sab. Please, calm down."

I stop moving and tell him directly in the eyes, "It was my fault, Joey. All of it! I could've saved her and dad would still be here!" I clasp my head and rock myself.

"I... I wish I was the one who died." And that was the last straw. I hugged Joey back as he tries to comfort me. He says so calmly, "There's a reason God took them so early, Sab. Don't be to hard on yourself. It wasn't your fault."

He continues to soothe my hair and say, "Don't ever, don't you dare wish you died on that tragedy." I say, "There's no reason not to blame me. I wish,"

He stops me and says, "No, don't you dare. You know why?" I look up to meet his eyes and watch his mouth say the words, "Because I'm glad you're alive and I was able to meet you. And so will many others."

I tug him closer to me and say, "Joey, I never had the courage to tell anybody about this ever since that night." He pats my head and said, "Then it is my honor to be the first."

I calm down and stop crying after several minutes of soothing and comforting. I know I wouldn't be able to sleep anymore, it's been like this for 6 months. I wake up from the same nightmare over and over and don't get to sleep properly after.

I check the clock and see it's just 3 am. I tell Joey, "Hey, Joey. You can take the bed. You need some more sleep. I wouldn't be getting anymore of it, I'm sure." I stand up to move to the couch but he pulls me back in.

"What if we try sleeping together, no dirty underlying meaning, just sleep. So that I could reassure you that you're not alone?" He looks at me sincerely. I say, "Joey, that's too much. It's okay. I'm used to it. I might just wake you up again."

He insists and say, "Really? Don't you feel even the tiniest hint of safety in my arms?" Now, this is the familiar Joey, cocky as ever. He smirks as he lies down and pats his arm where I'd lean my head into.

I do feel safe when I'm with him, but it's too fast. I couldn't. But then again, I got to tell him everything that's been haunting me for the past months. I know, though I deny it, there's something about him that makes me feel secured and safe.

I tired myself from the debating in my head so instead, I follow and lie next to him. He opens his arms and I fit right into it, I lean on his chest then he tucks me in his arms. I let my hand rest on his rib area.

This, this feels right. It feels like, he's a safe haven, my safe haven. And I just know him for 'bout a day. How can something so wrong feel so right all along?

I whisper as I try to sleep, "Thank you for making me feel safe. You steady me, Joey. I don't know why, but I am thankful for it." I hear him yawn as he says, "No biggie, princess. Thank you, for telling me. It means alot."

I apologize and try to joke, "I'm sorry I'm such a pain in the ass." He laughs through his sleepiness and says, "Oh are you now?" I look up and laugh with him and then he says, "You are a pain in the ass, but thankfully in reasons I do not know myself, I'm glad you're my pain in the ass."

I smile to the thought of it, to the thought of him. I hear him snore and I giggle a bit, then I stare at him. He's so beautiful, not just out, within as well. I then drift to sleep again. And this time, I feel happy and safe.

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Author's Note:

There you have it! Part 2, ya'll! This is my fave chapter so far!!! All the feels! Am I right? Thank you and Keep reading!!!

Tell me your thoughts about it! How's the drama of Sab's background? Also, did you like how Joey calmed her down? Give me comments!!! Can't wait to talk to you all!

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