Deadly Scandals - FreshJam

💙Ch.28 Was that real? 💭

AN; Hey! This AMOTimePlayer( or in this book I'm known as Savage) and I am glad to welcome you all on this lovely weekday! So, hope Ya enjoy!

Ch.28 Was that real?

Everything was calm as I sat in a meadow with my knees to my chest. I finally did it. I'm having a different dream.

I'm still waiting for it to turn into a nightmare, but it hasn't yet. I'm just sitting on the grass as the sun went down in it, the moon rising over the orange, brown, yellow and red trees as a gust of wind blew the leaves around in the air.

I looked up seeing the leaves pass gracefully in front of the moon making me smile.

It was chilly here in this dream, but it was beautiful. I watched the Autumn leaves get blown around as the stars appeared in the midnight blue sky.

For once I felt like... this life I'm living was an actual dream rather than a nightmare. Not one based off and trapped a memory of the past as I felt a strange warm reassurance wrap around my cold figure. It made me happy...this feeling I hadn't had in a long time and mixed with this beautiful dream...I almost think I'm dead and in heaven or something.

I leaned against the tree that was behind me and closed my eyes, hoping this dream wouldn't end badly like all the other times my eyes closed.

But instead, I felt the warm feeling of safety get even warmer, I slowly opened my eyes to find myself in a room.

PJ's room. (Pic above)

I looked through the window seeing the first few rays of sun as the dark sky began to get lighter, it was then I noticed strong arms firmly wrapped around me. Their body against my back and their head above mine as light breathes left their mouth.

I blushed knowing exactly who it was... Oh my glob is this real?

I looked over my shoulder to see his eye's closed, and his face seems to be at ease as he slept. I blushed even more realizing I fell asleep in his arms after a break down last night.

Why is he being nice? Why won't he leave me alone? Why is he messing with my head? Why is he making my heart spin with the simplest of things? Why is he helping me?... Why try?

I thought clenching the sheets in my hand out of frustration and confusion.

I don't get it. Why is he trying? We'd never be more than what we are. Were just two students one a nerd, and the other a jock that are going through school. We're both eventually going to go to college, we 're both going to get a job. We'll go our separate ways eventually... Why is he trying so hard to reassure me over things he doesn't even understand?

I felt my blood boil as my thoughts made me more frustrated as I was trying to find answers, but it instantly stopped when I felt myself being hugged tighter making me blush deeper.

My thoughts instantly relaxed when I saw he was still asleep, I looked around his room and saw a clock, it's 5:49 am. He would probably be waking up soon since the bus comes around 7:00am.

I heard the door clicked as the doorknob twisted. I panicked and closed my eye's pretending to be asleep.

I heard a step through the door but there was a sudden pause, a quiet chuckle followed as the door was quietly closed after they took a step back, I'm assuming.

I heard the footsteps go down the stairs in the house and waited a little to open my eyes, crap. I'm not sure who that was but they saw us like this, crap. Well...I think I would prefer who ever that was to see us like this instead of Savage, she would fangirl on the spot squealing about ships and take a billion pictures.

Then my life will be haunted with those pictures, along with both appropriate and inappropriate questions.

I felt a sudden shift behind me as I felt PJ's arms move making him get up, I closed my eyes. I don't know why I bother to pretend when I had to get up as well, I guess I'm just nervous.

I felt him stop moving behind me one arm still over me, I couldn't tell what was going to happen since he wasn't moving.

He slowly pulled his arm away from me, and I could at least tell he was hesitating over something but what?

He slowly got off the bed trying not to 'wake me up' probably, I heard his closet open, and I didn't dare to open my eyes.

After a little bit of hearing the sound of clothes getting taken off and put back on, I heard the door open.

"So, your finally awake. How'd ya sleep?" I recognized the voice of our P.E teacher which made me want to die, I really hope he didn't dangle this over my head in class. God anything but that.

"..." PJ didn't reply.

"Come on, admit it. What was that?" Coach Error said quietly sounding amused.

"That...I don't know." PJ mumbled as I listened since I had nothing else to do.

"You don't yet? How can you get from one bed to the other, wrap your arms around a person and not know why?" Coach Error continued seeming more amused by the second.

"H-He was upset last night over something that made him freak out, I don't know what he was dreaming about but whatever it was it was horrible. If you saw what state he was in last night, you'd be just as freaked out as I was." PJ stuttered quietly as silence followed a little after.

" What do you mean?" Coach Error asked.

"...He had a panic attack in his sleep last night and started convulsing, I woke up to him struggling to breathe while he was sleeping. Hell, he was wheezing more than breathing. You weren't home yet, so I used what little I knew about panic attacks to try to calm him down, it worked but I didn't want to take the risk of leaving and wake to him suffering again... Or worse... So, I stood with him..." PJ said and there was another pause.

"...Do you like him?" I tried so hard to fight back a blush at those words left Coach Errors mouth, although when there was no reply, I couldn't really fight back the light shade of blue. I'm not jumping to conclusions, but I didn't hear a yes or a no.

"...I'm not answering that..." PJ said.

"...I get it, I don't exactly seem like the kind of dad that will accept these kinds of things, but I'll support you if you do. Even if you don't believe me." Coach Error said.

"...I know. I just... I don't know." He sighed.

"... Well, it's almost about that time, try to come down to the kitchen soon so you both can get to school on time okay." Coach spoke and with that said the door closed to the room, silence was all that was left in the room.

My face slightly flushed blue as the silence continued. After a second or two PJ let out a frustrated sigh and I heard the shuffling of clothes once again.

Eventually PJ 'woke me up' and we left to school once I was ready, and we were both fed. PJ went with his dad to the school, they offered to drive me there, but I refused kindly. I needed a small bit of alone time to think before Savage would ask the usual.

This...this all had to be some joke. It had to be a dream...

Right?

AN; Yay we're finally hitting that one point in the story where our ship takes the third step to setting sail! Hope ya enjoyed this one!