Alex's pov
I'm in a field of wildflowers, the cloudless sky a deep blue. What is this place...and how did I get here?
"Alexander!"
My head snaps in the direction of the beautiful, familiar voice. I cry out as I see him sprinting towards me, smiling and crying, yelling to me.
"John!"
I run to my love, crying tears of joy.
My skin didn't even graze his as a knife impales him through his chest. I feel the blood, his blood, splatter on my face.
"NO!" I scream as he collapses, weakly reaching to me. I fall to my knees by his side.
"J-John-"
"Alex...Alexander..." He says weakly.
"What is it, my love?"
"N-never forget...I...I love you..." John's voice fades away with his life, the light leaving those beautiful, emerald eyes.
"N-no...John! JOHN!" I see a silhouetted figure holding the bloody knife. I feel the tears slide down my face as he cackles wickedly. He raises the knife above his head and-
"Alexander!"
I jump awake as my eyes dart left to right, looking for the man with the knife. All I find is a bed, my dark green room, and George and Martha, worried looks on their faces.
"Shh, Alex. It's just us." George reassured me. I nodded my head, swallowing hard as I tried to control my breathing. I was in a cold sweat and shaking, gripping my blanket.
"Was it the same nightmare, dear?" Martha asked, sitting on the edge of my bed. I slowly nodded, tears falling down my face. George and Martha bring me in for a hug as I cried.
"I miss him s-so much. What if h-he's hurt? Or worse?" I hiccuped. I'd told George and Martha all about John's father on my seventeenth birthday, when John and I had our last conversation.
Flashback
My phone dinged at exactly twelve a.m.
Freckledloverboy- happy birthday, babe!
Babygirl^- thanks, Johnny~
Freckledloverboy- you're welcome~ I can't believe you're seventeen! My baby's getting so big!
I giggled at his childishness, loving every second of it.
Babygirl^- John, you turned seventeen last month, you're older than I am!
Freckledloverboy- yeah, by a month. What'd you get for your birthday, love?
Babygirl^- John, it's 12:04 in the fucking morning, nobody in my house is up. How am I supposed to know?
Freckledloverboy- hey! Watch your fucking language!
Babygirl^- you, sir, are an absolute dork.
Freckledloverboy- mhmm. Okay, sure. Whatever floats your boat, baby.
Babygirl^- lol. But seriously, babe, I miss you so much. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about you.
Freckledloverboy- I miss you too, I'd do anything to see you again. I'm barely surviving without you, if only I could get out of this fucking house and away from my asshole of a father.
Babygirl^- has he at least calmed down?
Freckledloverboy- not at all, he's gotten worse, actually.
Babygirl^- I'm so sorry. I'd do anything to get you out of there. George and Martha would totally let you crash here.
Freckledloverboy- thanks, lex. I love you💕
Babygirl^- I love you too❤️
Suddenly, things took a turn for the worst.
Freckledloverboy- Alex my dad is home hes drunk i dont have a lot of time
Babygirl^- omg John are you alright?
Babygirl^- What's going on?
Babygirl^- please answer me!
Freckledloverboy- lexi hes gonna smash my phone and hurt me im so sry i might not get to talk to u again
Babygirl^- John, plz be careful I'm so sorry he's doing that I'm so sorry just hold on!
Freckledloverboy- baby, it isn't your fault, it never was, and it never will be. hes coming, im so sry baby I love u so much
Babygirl^- oh my god John be careful I love you too plz don't get hurt I love you!
-Freckledloverboy has been disconnected-
End of flashback
And that's the last time I've heard from him. That was 2 years ago, and I start my first year of college next week.
"Try and get some sleep, love." Martha said sweetly. I lay back down as she and George leave my room, and I pretend to close my eyes. I never sleep after the nightmare, I just close my eyes and think. About an hour later, I hear two quiet voices outside my door.
"I can't believe Alex is having this bad of a time, it's getting worse-"
"He's hurt, George, mentally scarred. The only thing that could heal his mind would be seeing John again."
"Yes, but we don't even know if-if..."
"Please, George, for Alex's sake, don't think like that. Come, let's get some sleep."
"Okay, dear."
I feel the hot tears slide down my cheeks. I missed him so much. I never lost trust in him...I know he still loves me, I'd never doubt he didn't-
But was he even alive?
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Fiksi PenggemarSEQUEL TO CAMP LION •If you haven't read Camp Lion, I recommend you do before reading this story• John and Alex find themselves helplessly depressed, with no way to contact each other. John's dad is as abusive as ever, and John can't wait to get out...
