Shebly's pov
*dream*
"Cory, let's beat her to the ground." Max said.
"Yeah, it's not like she's important anyway." Cory said.
They pulled out knives. They hate me. They hate me. I'm worthless. I'm useless. I woke up, crying, sweating. It was morning, I heard the birds. I looked by the door, and Cory stood there.
"Good morning! I brought you... Breakfast... Are you crying?" He asked.
I felt anger fill me. This little. Asshole.
"WHY ARE YOU HERE!? TO CUT ME AND BEAT ME AGAIN!?" I screamed.
He looked at me, hurt sped to his eyes.
"C-cut you? Beat you? I didn't do that Shubs. I would never." He said.
I felt myself calm down. He brought over my breakfast, and I sat there.
"I had a night terror." I said.
"I know. You really screamed at me." He said.
"I'm sorry. But in the terror.... You... You..." I started.
He put his index finger on my lips. I felt my face heat up.
"I don't want to know. Just... Eat. Please." He said.
I don't know why, but I snapped. I through my plate down.
Cory's pov
She started to whisper stuff about herself. Stuff like 'I'm worthless, useless' 'why am i alive'. I stopped her.
"S-Shebly, what the hell!" I said.
She keep murmuring things to herself. I felt rage enter my veins.
"SHEBLY STOP IT!" I yelled.
She looked shocked. She started to cry harder. I hurt her. Then, out of nowhere, she hugged me. And squeezed. I didn't care. I hugged back.
"Hey... It's ok.... Let's just pretend this never happened, ok?" I said.
"...Ok.... Cory....." Shebly said, letting go and wiping her tears.
I decided to just go to work. We got there, and, well we heard yelling.
