FREEDOM #WATTPRIDE

Lucid Dreams

(Jonathan POV)

"Ashley!"

I try to shake him awake but he continues moaning in his sleep, whimpering and crying out. 

"Ash!" 

Tears start to fall from his closed eyes and I sit back.

 "What the hell?" I mumble to myself. 

This has never happened before. He never has nightmares.

 "No seriously wake up!"

I gently slap his cheeks but his eyes stay locked shut. 

He continues crying and whimpering, I pry open one eye only to find they had rolled to the back of his head. 

"Fuck..." 

He started to shake, almost as if he was cold and the crying didn't stop. 

"Ash, you're scaring me."

 I groan as I try to shake him again with no luck. I rub the bridge of my nose for a minute and think. I come up with an idea and wince. 

"I'm sorry baby." 

I shove him off the bed and he falls to the ground with a thud.

He finally wakes up and bolts upright, his body covered in a cold sweat. He has this crazed look in his eyes as he scans the room then looks at me. 

"John..." 

He suddenly claps a hand over his mouth and runs to the bathroom. I follow him as he starts throwing up into the toilet and crying.

 "What the..."

 I gently rub his back, I was so confused.

 What happened to him?

Ashley finally stops dry heaving and after cleaning himself up a bit he leans back against the wall and shudders with his head looking up at the ceiling. 

His foot touches mine and I snap out of my state of disbelief to push closer to him and grab him, taking him into my arms his head falls onto my shoulder and he goes limp.

 "Baby you scared the shit out of me, what the hell happened?" I ask and he sighs deeply. 

"I had an extremely realistic dream that you had died in my arms." 

He says and my heart drops, "Ash..."

 I pull him in tighter and for once he actually lets me. I kiss the top of his head as he wraps his arms around me and holds me close. He curls up his scrawny legs and rests them against my chest. 

"When we go, I call dying first,"

 Ash says and I chuckle a little. 

"No way, you already died first. It's my turn."

 I laugh and he looks up at me, there was this scared look in his eyes I had never seen before. 

This must have been some dream. 

"Fine, you can go first but I'm going with you."

I gently pick him up in my arms and carry him back to bed like a baby. 

"What day is it?" He groans as I lay him down.

 "It's Monday but there's no way in hell I'm letting you go to work like this. That dream fucked you up babe." I tell him and he sighs. Still shaking a little as I get up to get ready for work. 

"Johnny..." 

He calls my name softly and I turn around to see Ash had opened his arms and was giving me those eyes. 

"...Come back,"

 He calls and the decision to stay home wasn't a hard one. 

+Like I can kill Johnny, Lmao.