The Cabin •Jc Caylen•

36. "Cry me a river"

I woke up sobbing and panting. The girls twisted around but didn't wake up. I slowly got out of bed as my legs began to get weak once they touched the floor. I quickly made my way out of the room and walked across the hall into the empty bedroom the girls used to sleep in. I silently cried to myself as I paced back and forth on the bed.

The tears fell to my knees and ran down my legs. Although it was burning hot I felt cold inside, freezing cold.

The door began opening and Jc slowly walked inside. It was dark but I identified him by his figure.

"Don't turn on the lights.. please" I begged as I tried to stop crying.

"Why are you crying?" He asked in a gentle voice as he walked over to me and embraced me in his warm arms.

I hugged him back and let him lay down with me as I cried into his chest. I stained his shirt with my tears and almost soaked him completely but he didn't seem to care.

"I-" I was interrupted by another small sob, "I had a nightmare"

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked as he rubbed my back gently and caressed my head.

I put my hands over my face and pierced my fingers into my eyes to keep myself from crying again.

"I don't think I should" I sniffled.

He placed his head on top of mine and held me tight, "you know you can tell me anything, you can trust me"

I kept crying into his chest as I hugged him and gripped his arm. I didn't want him to let me go, I was too scared too move, too scared to talk, too scared to let go.

"I don't want to talk about it" I sobbed as my body shook against his.

"Okay okay" he said as he hugged me tighter and pulled the covers over us. I began to calm down when Jc rubbed circles onto the back of my hand.

He stroked my hair softly as I let out small sniffles. I was beginning to fall asleep in his arms.

"Thank you Jc" I said as I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

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I was woken up by Jc's snoring. My eyes fluttered open as I looked around at my surroundings and then back at Jc.

I unwrapped my arm from his torso and sat up slowly not to wake him. I looked at his shirt stained with tears and thought back to last night.

I got out of bed quietly and walked back to the girl's room. I walked into the bathroom and closed the door. I stared at myself in the mirror. My eyes were puffy and red, purple bags were right below my eyes. I looked horrible. I began stripping from my clothes and started a cool shower since the morning was a bit too warm.

As I climbed in I let the cool water soak my hair and run down my body. Chills ran down my spine as I began to have flashbacks of last night. He embraced me in his arms as I cried my eyes out. He didn't judge me or push me to tell him why I was crying.

I've never had this experience before not even with my own friends. At the moment if felt so necessary, if I did it now it would be way out of my comfort zone.

I wish never to speak about this ever again. My nightmare should never be discussed because it was in the past, it's a brand new day and I shouldn't start it off by crying a river.