Good Night | Dreamcatcher [COMPLETED]

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sorry for the reupload! something went wrong and i accidentally deleted this chapter ;-;
tw: graphic (?) torture

Sua talked in her sleep.

Her breathing fell unevenly onto the crystallised ground beneath her, not warm enough to thaw the thin layer of ice. What Siyeon noticed was occasionally a word would slip through her lips, a whisper. She wondered how she hadn't noticed her sleep-talking before, and then she realised she was usually the one sleeping, with Sua watching her. She had been tired and weak for ages since her best friend had torn into her throat.

But not tonight.

Siyeon let her eyes flutter shut for a moment, a sigh escaping her lips. The night was silent, leaving her alone with her thoughts.

Almost two months had passed since she'd set foot in the forest. She suspected she was the only one who knew this, and she only knew this because she'd counted the days ever since the first day, tallying them on her arm in her own blood. One swipe of her nail, and another day passed.
She couldn't help but feel resentful towards her friends, because it seemed like she was the only one who actually cared about leaving. Jiu had seemed too calm, acting no different than when they were at home. Sua listened to her but brushed off her escape plans, dubious and unenthusiastic, as if something else was on her mind. At this point, Siyeon kept her thoughts to herself, wallowing in her own misery.
Maybe Sua hadn't believed her when she'd told her Yoohyeon was a vampire. Maybe she thought she was crazy. Fine. But it had happened. That she had to accept.

The fear had ceased, the nightmares less frequent. She wasn't afraid, she was angry. Angry at Yoohyeon, angry at the forest, angry at herself. Everything just hurt.

When her eyes flickered open, the tiredness returned. But she didn't want to sleep, it wasn't physical tiredness. She was emotionally exhausted. It felt like every emotion inside her had been ripped out, stomped out, and tossed back in her in the wrong places. All she felt was bitterness, and when she didn't feel bitter, she felt numb.

She shivered, teeth chattering from the chilled air as the last ember in the fire died out. It was irritating, now winter had come they had to keep a fire lit all the time as the flimsy ruined dresses they had weren't exactly winter-clothing. The fire didn't warm them up that much, but it at least prevented hypothermia.

Sighing, she got to her feet, picking up a few sticks. She crouched by the fire, and began rubbing the sticks together. Her skin was starting to prickle from the cold, and she gritted her teeth. It was a clear night, no clouds, meaning it would be even colder than usual. Great.
How the hell does Sua always get it to light so quickly? she thought frustratedly, her hands working furiously with the pieces of wood. Tiredness seeped through her veins, and her eyelids felt heavy.

'...destroys a friendship... she cannot...' Siyeon's eyes flickered open, and she glanced back at Sua. She was still sleep-talking. Siyeon frowned, wondering what Sua was dreaming about. A few seconds passed, and the whispers began again. 'S...Siyeon...' She tensed at the sound of her own name, the sticks falling from her hands. Sua's face was scrunched up with frustration, and the incoherent whispering was growing louder and clearer.

'Sua?' she asked uncertainly, noticing how Sua was twitching in a panicked way. 'You need to wake up.'

Her friend's breathing was erratic and her forehead was doused with sweat. She was obviously having some sort of nightmare. Siyeon ran towards her and shook her friend frantically, fear beginning to creep inside her.

'Come on, wake up,' she muttered, grabbing her friend's hand and squeezing it hard. Sua's eyes shot open and she jolted upright, and simultaneously Siyeon heard a whooshing noise behind her, followed by a wave of heat on her back. She spun round, her eyes falling on what had been a useless pile of ashes and sticks, and was now a roaring fire. Feeling a sharp tug on her arm, she turned back to Sua, who shook her head, her eyes wet.