Fully Alive (Chris Motionless Fanfic)

Nightmares

"You got here too fucking fast, you bitch!" He yelled at me, still crying.

I stared at him in shock. He had never spoken a harsh word to me, ever. Balz punched him in the face as soon as it left his mouth. "Fuck you, she's saving your fucking life!" "Alice? Alice wake up!"

"Alice, baby wake up, it's okay!" I awoke to Chris gently shaking me and begging me to wake up. As soon as he realized I was awake, he pulled me into his lap and held me while I sobbed.

It had been five years since the day he tried to kill himself, and I still had nightmares about it. If I hadn't gotten there when I did, I would have lost him. He was my whole world; if he dies, so do I.

"Mommy?" "Alice are you okay?" Jacob and Valletta stood in our doorway. I wiped my tears from my eyes as I nodded, saying, "Mommy just had a bad dream." Valletta, who was four, crawled onto the bed and snuggled up to Chris and I. "Don't be sad, Mommy!"

Chris and I had decided to keep our baby, and we had been blessed with a healthy, happy, beautiful daughter. She had black hair just like her daddy, and blue eyes like mine. Jacob, now 11 years old, sat on the edge of our bed.

Chris kissed the top of my head as I forced myself to relax. Jacob knew what my nightmares were about, since TJ had told him once while drunk. "He's okay Alice, he's here." Jacob tried to comfort me.

I sighed, then responded, "I know he is sweetheart, I just have nightmares is all. Go on back to bed, you two." I ruffled Valletta's hair. She hugged me tightly, saying, "Okay Mommy, I love you."

"I love you too baby girl." I hugged her back, and she crawled off our bed and went back to her room. She was the cutest little girl ever, in her Motionless In White T-Shirt that she wore as a nightgown. "Should I leave you guys alone?" Jacob asked.

He had grown up so much, he reminded me of an adult at times. "Yeah, it's the middle of the night. Go on back to sleep." Chris told him. Jacob nodded, hugged us both, and left. No I Love You for me. He hadn't said, "I love you." to me since Valletta was born.

I swear he despised Valletta, but he never admitted it. He tried to help take care of her if Chris asked him to, but if she asked him to play, it was absolutely out of the question.

"Do you wanna try and sleep, babe?" Chris asked me. I thought for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah, I do..." I said. He laid down, then held out an arm to wrap around me. I immediately laid down and snuggled up next to him, and he held me tightly.

"Chris?" I asked after awhile, unsure if he was asleep again. "Yes?" He was awake. "Will you sing for me?" He smiled and nodded. "What do you want me to sing?" he asked. "Stay?" I requested. He chuckled, then began to sing.

Green light, 7-11

You stop in

For a pack of

Cigarettes

You don't smoke

Don't even want to

Hang out, check your change

Dressed up like a car crash

Your wheels are turning

But you're upside down

You say when he hits you

You don't mind

Because when he hurts you

You feel alive

Oh

Is that what it is

Red light, gray morning

You stumble

Out of a hole in the ground

A vampire or a victim

It depends on who's around

You used to stay in

To watch the adverts

You could lipsynch

To the talk shows

And if you look

You look through me

And if you talk

It's not to me

And if I touch you

You don't feel a thing

If I could stay

Then a night would

Give you up

Stay

And the day would

Keep it's trust

Stay

And the night would

Be alive

Far away, so close

Up with the static

And the radio

With satellite television

You can go anywhere

Miami, New Orleans

London, Belfast

and Berlin

And if you listen

I can call

And if you jump

You just might fall

And if you shout

I'll only hear you

If I could stay

Then a night would

Give you up

Stay

And the day would

Keep it's trust

Stay

With the demons you drowned

Stay

With the spirit I found

Stay

And the night would

Be alive

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Three o'clock

In the morning

It's quiet

And there's no one around

Just a bang

And a clatter

As an angel

Rams the ground

Just a bang

And a clatter

As an angel

Hits the ground