Stuck In The Middle Of Romance (On Hold)

Chapter 36

"No... Stay... Please..." I slowly open my eyes when I hear Ethan mumbling in his sleep. "Don't leave... You... Promised..." His grip on my waist has tightened so much it was starting to hurt. I turn around to face him and bite my lip when I see his face. He had tears rolling down his cheeks and he was slightly shaking.
"Babe." I whisper reaching my hand to wipe his tears. "Babe, wake up." He wasn't responding so I started talking normal. "Ethan, wake up. It's just a dream." He still wasn't waking up and he was still mumbling and shaking and crying. I decided to try the only thing I could think of.
I move my hand to cup his face and lean forward to press my lips firmly against his. I try just simply kissing him for a moment but he still wasn't waking up. I bite his bottom lip as I was about to pull away from him.
His eyes open suddenly as I fully pull away from him.
"What-" he cuts me off by quickly kissing me and pushing me on my back. He starts kissing me fiercely, like his life depended on it.
"Ethan..." I moan his name and try to push him off me so that I could talk to him but he wasn't letting go. I could feel his stray tears fall into my face and I decide to give up on pushing him away. I put my hands on his face and tangle them in his hair holding him close.
We keep kissing for a while until neither of us could breathe. We pull away but he keeps his forehead on mine. I search his eyes that were red from crying.
"Are you going to tell me your dream?" I whisper still running my hands through his hair and kissing his cheek. He swallowed and gently placed his head on my shoulder.
"You died. And it was all my fault." He whispered.
"Do you think you can tell me what happened? I know how hard it is to talk about stuff like this. Remember, I had a hard time telling you... But if you want to tell me, I'll listen."
"I- in my dream... We were walking and..." He stopped and closed his eyes as tears started to build up.
"How about I carry you to the bathroom and wipe your tears while you tell me what happened?" I joke cupping his face in my hands and kissing his cheek again. He laughed a little bit but still was obviously not feeling much better.
"You couldn't carry me even if you tried."
"I could... I don't know how long though."
"Is that a theory you really want to test right now, babe?"
"Not now. But soon." I say smiling slightly.
"Are you sure you want to hear this?" He asked.
"I'm positive, babe. So, what happened?"
"Well, we were walking back from a date and- you know, we haven't even been on a date yet." He paused and completely changed the subject.
"I guess we haven't. Why is that? Great subject change by the way."
"I think we've just been to busy. Going through a lot of things I mean."
"Huh. I guess your right. I've never even thought about it before. So will you please continue now?"
"Yeah. Anyway, uh... Well, we were on a walk and when we walked past an ally way, there was a guy, who had a gun. He attacked us but I wasn't quick enough to stop him... He- he had grabbed you and I pulled out a gun... But..." He stopped and sat up to wipe his eyes. I sat up and gently grabbed his hands from his face and leaned forward to kiss his cheek again.
"I'm right here, babe, but you don't have to tell me what happened in your dream if you don't want to." I said still holding his face and smiling a little.
"I know. I want to." He took a deep breath before continuing. "Uh- the guy he- he said I had 30 seconds to pull my trigger before he pulled his. I hesitated and he pulled the trigger first. I had a chance to save you, and I didn't." He had started crying again and I pulled him closer.
"It was all a dream, Ethan. I right here. I'm fine." I kept whispering these things over and over until he had calmed down. "What time is it?"
I reach over and grab my phone.
"Just a little past midnight." He reads from my phone and he stands up. "I'll be right back."
"Alright. But, hey... Do you want to watch something?" I asked watching him stop in the doorway of the bathroom.
"Sure. I won't be able to sleep again anyway." He turned and went into the bathroom shutting the door behind him. I grab my laptop and set up Flash on Netflix.
While I was setting up my laptop, I caught sight of my scar and got a really bad idea. I move my laptop to the side and walk to the door and knock lightly.
"Yeah?" His voice comes out soft and upset.
"Um... your- um... your not- uh..." I couldn't even get my question out I was so nervous about the answer.
"What babe?" His voice comes again.
"I want to ask you but you might get mad."
"How many times do I have to tell you I'm never going to get mad at you?"
"Ok... your not going to do what I did... right?"
"Cut myself you mean? No, I'm not. Lewie and Beast would see for sure and tell mom... Plus it would hurt you. I can't do that."
"Ok." I whisper leaning against the door and sliding down to sit on the floor. "I'm sorry by the way..."
"For what?"
"Everything. Sorry for lying to you about Catty, then freaking out about the cop thing... then the cutting myself. I'm just sorry that my problems keep getting in the way."
He opened the door and I let out a small squeak as I fell backwards to hit my head on the floor. I sigh and look up at him smiling while biting my lip. He let's out a soft laugh and sits down next to me.
"You can't control what goes on around you. Don't be sorry for how you feel either. I love you and I think that everything we've went through helps us build a relationship that we wouldn't have otherwise. Am I right?"
"Spot on. Actually," I pause and move so my head was on his lap and I was looking up at him. "Grandma said that the hard times were the best times in a relationship because it brings people closer. I agree. It's brought us alot closer."
"Hm. Yeah, it has."
We stand up and go lay down on the bed again. I wanted to be able to play with his hair so he was laying on my stomach and in between my legs. The laptop was on his stomach and I was running my fingers through his hair.
I soon drift to sleep but I don't know if he ever did go back to sleep.