Savior: A Crankgameplays Fic

(6): Nightmares

Ethan's point of view:
Right when me and (Y/N) got back from Marks she plopped onto the couch and fell asleep. I don't mind, I woke her up early and I know she had a long day. Plus she's so adorable when she sleeps. I just hope she had a good day. My thoughts were interrupted when I saw (Y/N) start squirming around a lot. I walked over to her and stayed close by, ready to wake her up if need be.

(Y/N)'s point of view
**dream**
"Ethan! Ethan please stop! Leave me alone!" I started backing up toward the wall. Ethan began walking closer to me, he didn't look right.

"(Y/N), it's okay no need to worry," Ethan slowly put his hand out to me. His voice was raspy and deep. He was dirty and had holes all in his clothes.

"Ethan! Stop!" I begged. The closer he got the more off he looked. His eyes were bloodshot and he had a dark patch on his face, almost like a hole.

"I want us to be together. I want to do things with you." Ethan whispered nearing closer with every breath. Tears rolled down my face, I thought I could trust him.

"We just have to make a few adjustments to you.. that's all." he smiled through his black teeth. I began to vigorously shake my head thinking of all the horrible things he meant.

"Just play your damn part!" he started yelling, he didn't like me disagreeing. I slid down the wall bawling my eyes out. I wipe my eyes to then meet Ethan's red ones.

"Come on baby girl," he picked me up effortlessly and hugged me. I then screamed at the top of my lungs . . .

"(Y/N)! It's okay, its okay!" Ethan yelled holding me.

"Get off me!" I yelled and pushed him off of me. Ethan lost his balance and collapse on the floor. I covered my head with the blanket and trembled. I can't even trust my best friend. He's evil too.

"(Y/N)? W-what's wrong?" Ethan whispered.

"You! You fucking hurt me! You're no better than Eric!" I screamed.

"It-It was a dream I'd never hurt you, never. You know that, it was just a nightmare." Ethan's hand found my shoulder and held onto me. His voice was quite and relaxing. I uncovered my face and buried it into his chest.

Ethan's point of view
(Y/N) buried her face into my chest. I stroked her back and whispered to her that it's all okay.

"I'm sorry," she cried.

"Shhhh... you didn't do anything," I hummed.

"I pushed and yelled at you-"

"You were scared, it's fine."

"It was you-but it wasn't," she mumbled.

"What do you mean (Y/N)?" I asked confused.

"It was like a evil you..and you were chasing me and wanted to do things to me that I'm uncomfortable with." she only held on tighter to me.

"I'm sorry, but you know I'm not like that," I reassured her.

"That's what Eric said,"

"I'm not Eric, I'm your best friend since forever, I'm not some alter ego that was in your dream."

"You're right, that stuff is just upsetting," she tried to pull away. I pushed her back down close to me. I didn't want her away from me.

"(Y/N), stay with me. You-erm might have another nightmare." I tried playing it cool but hell, we both knew I'm awkward and not smooth at the slightest.

"Ethan you're the sweetest but I just can't." She pulled away from our sweet embrace and leaned the other way on the couch. Her head now rested on a small pillow I had on the couch. But she did take my hand and lace your fingers together. We weren't cuddled up, but we were holding hands. That's more of a friendship thing then cuddling so obviously that's best. You dumb shit, she still hasn't properly broken up with Eric or get over the situation. You're her friend and she only sees me as a friend. I replayed what happened over and over in my head. I cringed as I thought she might actually lay with me. (Y/N) was scared of me because of a dream, I just find that wild. Would she ever be scared of me in real life?