Saving Him

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

I rolled over to meet the floor with an 'omph'. I moaned holding my head and looking around te strange room. I sighed remembering that I was in Jax's room last night and must have fallen alseep on the couch. I realized that I wasn't on the couch but the bed. I remember that he carried me to his bed and laid down next to me. 

I looked over the bed to see a sleeping Jax spawled out over the bed. Ugh, he pushed me off in his sleep. Jax wasn't screaming, but he was crying in his sleep. 

I don't know weither to let him sleep and let him have a nightmare or wake him up, though he'd be tired the whole day. So, I guess I'll just let him sleep until he starts screaming and tharshing around. He really needs his sleep. He is so beautiful, I thought as I watched him sleep. Wow, that seemed creepy; watching him sleep. You know your in Twilight when...

Suddenly he was crying harder, and tharshing his arms around, screaming.

"Get away!! GET AWAY FROM ME!!" He yelled rolling around his bed, his fists pounding frantically on the mattress beneath him. Tears streaked his face and his dark hair clung to his forehead with sweat.  I rushed over to him and kneeled next to his bed. He kept yelling and screaming. 

  "Jax! Jax! Wake up!" I yelled to him.

  "No, no." He whimpered, and attempted to push me away, in his sleep.

"Jax, Jax." I said breathless. I pined his arms down at his sides, standing once again. Slowly his eyes peeled open. They were red and puffy. His lips where chapped and bleeding- probably from him bitting them so hard. Sweat and tears coated his red face. 

  "Grace." He said looking at me. He brought his hand to my face and began stroking my cheek, before grabbing my shoulder and bringing me down so I laid next to him on the bed. He turned to face me, as I was already facing him.  

"They are so real." He finally says after ten minutes of studying my face. 

  "I know. I wish I could stop them. If I could, trust me I would." I told him.  

"I know." He said brushing the stubborn tear that escaped my eyes. It's funny how at night when he's sleeping, he's the vulnerable one, but when he wakes up and recovers from the nightmares, he's the brave one.  

"Your so beautiful." He's told me, bringing me so closer to him.  

"Your beautiful." I told him honestly. This made him smile.  

"Have you ever been in love?" He asked me. The question caught me off guard. Jax wasn't really one to talk about love.    "So in love," he continued. "So in love, that it hurts. The love you feel for them so strongly, it twists your stomach and heart so tight it's painful."   

I starred at him, hoping that right in this second I was good at hiding my feelings. Putting up wall after wall to protect the way I really feel about this boy laying next to me.  

"Yeah," I say. "Yeah I have."

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The next day, I met Jax outside of my room and we walked down to breakfest together. Last night there was no screaming, last night Jax didn't sleep.

I keep telling him that humans need sleep to function properly, he replied with, "What if I don't want to function properly?". He is so stubborn somtimes. I don't know what to do with him. He's ging to colapse soon. We can go only so long without sleep. And knowing Jax, it'd be worse than a normal person's reaction to the lack of sleep.

Some of the boys are noticing too. At first they thought the blue and black circles under his eyes were just his "emo" makeup, but most of them is smarter than that and are asking me questions. I never know how to answer them, so I shrug and mumble a "I don't know.", then walk quickly away.