My Own Purgatory(NatePat)

Chapter 8: Crying

You act like you've never seen a phantom
You cant light this world of darkness
Accept it doesn't even matter
Hero is what they've all been saying
Give up on happy ever after
-Twisted

Mathew's POV

I wake up to an odd sound. What is that? I couldn't tell. It was way too early and I was way too tired. I decided to check the clock. 3:24? What im doing up now? Then i here the noise again. It almost sounds like...
Crying.

Is Nate alright? The sobbing sounds hushed. Almost as though he was trying not to wake me up. I'm a light sleeper, though.

I get up, and realizing one of my feet are cold, i look down. I roll my eyes at the sight of only having on a left sock, then i gather my blanket around me to stay warm.

Slowly, I creep over to where Nate is curled up, his laptop only a few feet away. He's on the floor, but why doesn't he have a blanket? Its quite cold.

"Nathan?" I say, questioning if im doing the right thing. The sobbing stops, followed only by a few sniffles. "Nathan? Are you okay?" Of course he's not. I finally reach him and i sit beside him. I don't know what to say. What do I do? I don't know. After sitting for what seemed like hours, but was merely minutes, I decide to go with what feels right. For once, Ill go with my heart, not my brains. I leaned over and I gave him the best hug i could with him on his side like that, making sure to wrap the blanket around us.

"It'll be okay," I whispered,"Some things just take time." I heard another sob, so I stayed there, hoping that i was doing the right thing. That i was helping.

We stayed like that for a while. After what seemed like minutes, but was really hours, i noticed the sun coming up, and that Nathan was fast asleep. Smiling, i rested my head on the wall, still in the hug, since one of my arms were trapped beneath him, and finally allowed my eyes to close.

Did I do good? Can I really help this boy?

A/N
Finally updated! I will try to do better. Anyways, what do you think?