Antidote

Davey's Nightmare

Davey's breathing began to turn erratic as he began to turn his head back and forth, eyes fluttering beneath the soft lids.

Davey smiled brightly as he rushed his way home. One that was no longer home now. A bouquet of fragrant and gorgeously arranged red roses clasped gently in his hand and a box pressing against his leg in his pocket only made him more eager to reach home. He jogged up the steps carefully and made his way inside joyously. He made his way to the doorway of their bedroom, and began to open it with a call of her name. "Saman-"

The sight before him chilled him to the bone and caused the roses to fall forlorn to the floor. The ring safely stowed away in the box in his pocket suddenly felt like ice and stung the warmth of his leg. Samantha and her lover frantically scrounged for blankets. Their blankets....their bed...In a second, Davey had suddenly turned away but to his shattered heart it felt like hours. Samantha tore down the stairs after him, nearly falling over blankets along the way.

"Davey! Please, wait!" she exclaimed. Davey listened, but his fists lay clenched tightly against his sides. Samantha, or 'Sammy' as he'd used to lovingly call her, came around to stand in front of him. The forsaken roses held in her hands stared at him. "Babe...thank you...It's just that you were on tour, and I...I just get so lonely. Please, Davey. You have to understand."

Davey's emotions boiled over as he caught sight of the lover, and he finally began to realize that the wetness on his cheeks was his tears. "Don't ever speak my name again. Don't. Speak. My. Name. Again. I have done absolutely fucking nothing, but waste precious time staying completely faithful and loyal to a filthy harlot." he spat venomously. Samantha stared at him in awe and icy realization as he forced his way past her.

"Y-yo! Man, I'm sorry! I-I didn't know." the other male stammered. Davey glared darkly at him and shut him up before barging past and out of the door. "Yo, yourself. Fucker." That night he'd gone to Jade to create a powerful song and received comfort.

Davey awoke with a hard jerk, and a scream startled him. His eyes met Sal as he felt at his slick cheeks, panting. "You must have been having a nightmare...Are you alright?" She reached a shaky hand out slowly and began to rub him gently with a cool wet cloth. "Yes, it was just a horrific dream. Thank you. I should be fine now." He began to wonder how long she'd been sitting there, and his eyes landed on the crepes she'd made for him. Even though they were cold, he grabbed one before he left to the bathroom to shower. Sal smiled again and it comforted them both slightly.

Davey sighed in relief as he stepped out of the bathroom and slicked his soaked hair back with a hand. Now nighttime, he decided to check on his....well, maid. The poor, sweet young woman must have exhausted herself throughout the day. He found her where he'd been laying before he'd awakened under her caring eyes. She was the one asleep now, however; her hair laid everywhere around her head beautifully and her body was curled up.

A smile slowly inched itself onto his face as he tucked a stray strand softly behind her ear before he hoisted her up into his arms. Gently carrying her into the guest room close to his, he noticed she'd cleaned a lot more than he'd originally thought. She sighed softly against his chest in her slumber and he lowered her to the mattress carefully before going to try to crash in his own.