Often

Progress (ch 11)

Trystan's PoV

I couldn't even sleep that long after moving to his bed. I slept for like a good hour, maybe not even that though. I get up, heading towards the bathroom. I wonder what Dilly's doing? I thought. When I got out; I go to find Dilly. I walk past the couch and I stopped.

"Dilly?" I asked as I walked toward him. I didn't get a response. I went to his side; there were two pieces of paper on the coffee table in front of him. One read Zayden and the other read Trystan. I grabbed the one for Zayden first.

To: Zayden

I hope you get to feeling better

From: Dad

Then I grab the one that was for me.

To: Trystan

I'm sorry, bud. I love you.

Love, Dilly

Tears soaked the paper as I read those words over and over again. I can't believe he did this. Why did he do this? I thought. I go to examine his body, but it was gone. What the fuck? I thought. Then the couch started to fade away, then the table, next to go were the notes. "What's going on?" I screamed. Darkness started to surround me. Everything was starting to fade quickly. Thoughts were filling my head as the darkness kept getting closer. "No! What's happening?- The darkness completely surrounds me. -No!" I yelled.

Dilly's PoV

I was on the phone when Trystan screams. "I gotta go," I said rushed as I ran towards my room. I opened the door to see Trystan sitting up in bed. "Dude, what happened?" I questioned. "I just had the worst dream ever, man." He replied wiping his eyes. I sit next to him, pulling him into a hug. "Do you wanna talk about it?" I asked. He stares at me with those concerned greenish-blue eyes. "I had a dream where you killed yourself because your brother got a letter from your dad and you didn't. Then everything started fading away, I didn't know what to do; it just freaked me out so much that I screamed... I'm sorry." Trystan explains playing with his hands. I just stare at him, awestruck. "Well, you got 1 of the 2 things you dreamt about right," I reply grabbing his hands.

Zayden's PoV

(5:24)

I wake up on Nate's chest. He was holding onto me pretty tightly. My cheeks felt puffy, I look at Nate's face and his cheeks were puffy too. Did we fall asleep crying? I thought. I look at the clock. It read 5:24 a.m. "Oh shit! They have school today." I said to myself. Nate started to toss and turn slightly; I lay back on his chest, pretending to be asleep. Nate slowly tries to sit up, he stops. I felt his hands caress my body; he moves me off of him and grabs his phone. "Shit! Kris get up!" Nate says.

Nate's PoV

"Shit! Kris get up!" I said, "W...what time is it?" Kris asked. "It's 5:26, we're behind schedule," I said covering Zayden back up. "I need to get in the shower!" Kris states. "We both do," I replied rolling my eyes. "Okay, go ahead and get in the shower, Nate. You're faster at taking a shower than I am." Kris says heading out the door; probably going to the vending machine. "Bring me back something," I reply just as she shuts the door. I look at Zayden and then hop in the shower. I hope we're not going to be late today. I can't afford another late pass, even though we're only a few weeks into the school year. I thought. A few minutes went by and I get out the shower. Kris was sitting with her legs crossed like she was hatching an evil plan. "What are you planning, Kris?" I asked. "Whatever could you mean, Nate?" Kris questioned. "You're sitting like you have an evil plan," I stated.