He Cared

17

"Babe, come on! We need to leave now if we're going to be in Connecticut on time!"

"It's like... 3 in the morning. Why do we have to leave this earlyyyy?" I groaned as I checked the time on my charged phone.

"Let's goooo" He whined, and walked out the bedroom door.

I laughed, grabbed my phone and it's charger, and went out the door as well. We had everything packed, and threw everything in the tour bus yesterday before we headed to bed. I at least thought I went to bed early enough to not be dog tired, but ha, I was completely wrong. 

I slipped on a pair of converse, shut and locked the door, and made my way to the tour bus that was awaiting me in the driveway. I walked up the stairs into the bus, and was met by Zack.

"Good morning" He smiled, although I could see the tiredness in his eyes. But who isn't tired at 3 a.m, am I right?

"Good morning!" I returned the smile, and went to the back of the bus to find Brendon. Kenny, Dallon, and Dan were already sleeping in the bunks. Dallon; the bottom bunk, Kenny; the top bunk, and Dan; a bottom bunk by himself.

Slowly, I walked toward the somewhat small capsules. At least they were roomy enough for two people. Zack started driving, and we were officially starting the longest bus ride ever.

"Heyyy" Brendon said softly, and slid the bunk curtain to the side revealing the whole thing. He patted the spot next to him.

"Hey" I laughed lightly, and climbed in, snuggling up to him. 

My whole body started shaking, and I cuddled up to him even more. 

"You cold?" He laughed and I nodded. He pulled me onto him so that the upper half of my body was on his and my head burrowed into his neck, his warmth instantly heating me up which stopped my shaking. 

"Better?" Brendon asked. I hummed in response tiredly, and my eyes started to droop.

He stroked my hair lightly, and I started to drift off to sleep, the bumps in the road seemingly rocking me to a deep slumber.

"Goodnight, I love you" Brendon whispered tiredly, trying to stay awake.

"I love you too, rock star"

His giggle made me smile. 

~~

Somebody was chasing me. I don't know who, but somebody was in fact chasing me. Whoever this person was, a sharp, shiny piece of metal was clenched in their fist. I ran faster. I was running toward some train tracks that i've never seen before. The person was catching up to me. But where was I? I've never seen this place before. I looked back for a split second, and saw the figure pick up a heavy rock, still gaining up on me. It didn't have a face, or any recognizable features.  

All of a sudden, there was excruciating pain in my left leg that slammed me down to the ground screaming. I'm pretty sure at least two of my ribs, and possibly my leg, were broken. I tried my hardest to get up, but it hurt so much. Everything was in slow motion, and blurred by the tears. I was sobbing so much that everything hurt ten time worse than it would've. The figure slowed down as they saw that I was in too much pain to move. They quickly glided on top of me, holding me down so I wouldn't move.

"Who a-are you?" That question lingered in the air, unanswered.

They pulled out their knife, and held it up, ready to plunge it into my chest.

"NO! STOP PLEASE!" I screamed desperately.

The all black figure laughed dryly.

They lifted the knife even higher, my heart dropped and a blood curdling scream came out of my mouth.

The shiny object came towards my chest with a force of no other.

But right as it hit my chest, another blood curdling scream erupted from my mouth, and I came back to reality. 

I shot up from my sleeping position, and slammed my head into the top of the bunk. I groaned a few profanities, and rubbed my head, still terrified. I looked over at Brendon, who was next to me with wide eyes and concern on his face. Quickly, I pulled him into a huge hug.

"Are you okay?! What happened?" He questioned as I hugged him tighter and a few tears dropped onto his black t-shirt.

"I'm okay. I think.." I trailed off.

"Nightmare?" I nodded into his shoulder.

"I'm such a fucking child" I laughed.

"Not exactly. I mean, I sometimes get nightmares, but not as bad as this, goddamn" He shakes his head.

"Where is everybody?" I asked, noticing that we were no longer moving, and I didn't hear anybody.

"We stopped to get something to eat about 15 minutes ago, where all the others are right now. I heard you screaming, and tried to shake you to wake you up, but couldn't. You were screaming so loud that I thought you were being murdered" He said.

We pulled away, and he looked at me, confusion on his face.

"I was running away from something. It threw a rock at me, and knocked me down, probably breaking a few ribs. The paranormal figure had a knife and was going to stab me. Anyway, it basically did stab me, and that's when I woke up screaming" I explained matter-of-factly.

"You were screaming for five minutes straight, and you scared the shit out of me. I'm so glad you're okay" He wiped away a few of my dumb ass tears with his thumb.