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You looked around, seeing that you were in a morgue. Two bodies were on tables on either side of you, covered in thin white sheets.
You moved to lift the sheet over the body on your right side. Curly hair popped out, making your heart drop.
You pulled it down more and Wyatt was laying there with a pale, emotionless face. It was a truly horrific sight. He wasn't bloody or cut up, but just laying there.
You peered over your shoulder to try and guess who was under the other sheet.
You slowly walked to the other metal table and looked at the white sheet.
You pulled down the sheet with your hands shaking wildly from fear to show dark curly hair.
Your eyes widened and you gasped as you pulled down the sheet to show Finn's face.
His eyes were open, staring at the ceiling; unlike Wyatt's whose were closed.
You stumbled back a little bit, looking at both of the bodies.
"WAKE UP!" You screamed at Finn's body.
You leaned over and grabbed his shoulders with your clammy hands as an attempt to bring him back to life.
"FINN!" You shouted.
You ran to Wyatt and violently shook him.
"WYATT! Don't leave me!" You cried. Tears from your face fell onto the sheet covering the rest of his body.
"COME BACK! YOU CANT JUST LEAVE ME! ALONE! WE WERE SUPPOSED TO GET REVENGE! PLEASE, COME BACK!" You yelled until your voice was raw. You gripped onto your head and fell onto the floor, still crying.
You woke with a jolt as you heard thunder rattle the windows.
Your pillow was littered with tear stains, bringing back vivid pictures from your dream.
You glanced at Wyatt, thankful he was still sleeping. He couldn't see you vulnerable like this.
You slowly removed the blankets covering your legs and tiptoed into the kitchen. The stove clock read 4:52, which meant Finn would be up in nearly two hours.
You stood in front of the large window and watched the raindrops roll down the window the same way the tears rolled down your face; fast and hard.
The grey clouds were barely seen in the night sky, only uncovered by the small lightning bolts.
You glanced around the room, trying to find a chair. You tip toed over and carefully picked up the chair and brought it to the window.
You took a seat and admired the sky once again.
"Why are you up?" You heard Wyatt ask.
He was standing in the door frame, rubbing his eyes.
"I had a nightmare" You responded with a gentle voice, careful not to wake anyone up.
"Wanna talk about it?" He walked towards you and pulled up a chair.
"Well, usually I have nightmares about my parents being dead in the morgue. Tonight, it was you and Finn's dead bodies instead of my parent's" You explained.
"I can never remember my dreams, but I can remember the mood. If it was something bad, I'll wake up feeling scared and sad" He added.
"That happens to me to, but I can remember my dreams" You sighed.
"Why were the bodies me and Finn?" He tilted his head.
"I'm not sure. I guess its because we've all become pretty close" You shrugged.
"You wanna go back to bed? You look pretty tired" Wyatt asked while rubbing his hands together.
"Yeah," You nodded, "I'll try to get a few more hours of sleep" You smiled and stood up.
He stood up and lead the way back to the room.
"Goodnight, y/n" He whispered once the two of you had crawled into the bed.
"Goodnight Wyatt" You whispered back.
You rolled over once again, hoping that for once you would have a different dream.
In the morning you woke up tangled with someone else's limbs. You rubbed your eyes and saw Wyatt's arms wrapped around your waist.
You quickly and quietly removed his arms and stood up. The clock on the nightstand read 8:34, the latest you've slept in a while.
You tiptoed down the hall, not sure if anyone else was up. Once you entered the kitchen, you saw Finn standing by the stove accompanied by Nic, Owen, Jake and Logan sitting at the table.
"Have a good sleep?" Nic smirked.
"Yeah... it was fine" You tilted your head in confusion.
"I see you and Wyatt got pretty close last night" Finn grinned.
"It doesn't mean anything. I woke up last night, we came in here and talked for a minute before going back to bed" You shrugged.
"Whatever you say. Lover boy there seemed to be having a great sleep" Owen remarked.
"Can you guys stop with those jokes?" You groaned.
"We could, but it's more fun teasing you" Nic smirked, causing the other boys seated at the table to laugh.
"Who're we teasing?" Wyatt walked into the room, rubbing his eyes.
"We're teasing-"
"No one!" You cut off Nic who had the same smirk still plastered on his face.
"Have a good sleep, Wyatt?" Owen turned his attention to the curly haired boy.
"Yeah," He sighed, then walked over to you, "Fall asleep okay?" He asked in a hushed voice.
"Surprisingly, yes" You nodded.
"That's good" He gave a sympathetic smile.
"There's toast or cereal, I need to get groceries" Finn announced. The other boys scrambled to get their preferred breakfast food while Wyatt stayed beside you.
"If I change your appearance, will you be willing to get some groceries?" Finn asked you and Wyatt.
A/N: I'm so sorry for not updating anything! I've been so busy with school and dealing with my own emotions. Once again, thank you for all of the support you guys have shown, I appreciate it so much. I'll try to post regularly, maybe once a week for this book
