Chapter 6

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Braelynn's P.O.V (warning: Very, Very Triggering Dream)

I feel someone set me down on a bed and kiss my forehead lightly. I smile a little hoping they wouldn't see. I soon drift into a deep slumber.

He kept kicking and kicking.

Screaming at me how worthless I am.

He picks me up and I see those angry eyes I thought I got away from.

I am too weak to move.

I open my eyes to see Xander holding James at gun-point.

"Xander, please!" I screach out.

"YOU DID THIS BRAELYNN, IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT," James yells as Xander pulls the trigger. James' lifeless body falling to the floor.

I start sobbing on the floor.

I look up again, now to see Ben on his knees, Xander behind him.

"You got us into this situation, Braelynn," Ben says as Xander stabs him in the back, making my eyes go wide.

"STOP, NO!" I manage to scream.

Xander then laughs at me and storms over to me. He picks me up roughly and leads me to 3 hanging bodies with a bag over their heads.

"No, please, don't tell me," I say still sobbing.

Xander walks over and reveals them making me drop to the floor.

Sam.
Cameron.
Denis.

Everything goes black as I here Xander yelling "I'm coming Braelynn". I then feel I am shaking.

James' P.OV

I am awoken by screaming. I quickly tun on the lights to find Braelynn screaming and crying in her sleep. I quickly make my way to her, Ben trailing behind, I grab her shoulders shaking her hoping she will wake. She opens her eyes in terror. She notices I am in front of her and wraps her arms around me, sobbing into my chest. I rub her back and repeatedly kisses her hair.

"Shhh, Brae, we're here," I say soothingly.

She soon calms down and lays back into the bed staring at the ceiling. I go back to lay down and soon falls asleep.

Ben's P.O.V

I lie back down on the couch replaying the scene in my head.

"Ben?" Brae whispers.

"Yes?" I answer.

"Can you lay with me?" She asks.

"Sure, Brae," I say moving to the bed, laying on the other side.

She moves towards me and places her head on my chest. I wrap my arms around her tiny body and kiss her forehead.

"Thank you, Ben," She says.

"Anytime, love," I say.

I hear light snores coming from her mouth, minutes later.

"I love you, Braelynn Cassells," I whisper, sadly knowing she doesn't hear me.

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