Sleep Paralysis - Josh Franchesci, You Me At Six AU (COMPLETED)

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D A N ' S   P O V

I sighed deeply once more as my phone went to Rose's voicemail. I hung up and tossed my phone onto my bed, sitting down as a ran my fingers through my hair. This isn't like her. She hasn't contacted me in a week, and she said she would contact me if anything went wrong or it stopped. It makes no sense. Something in my gut screamed that there was something wrong, deeply wrong. I picked up my keys and phone.

Me

I'm coming over - you're not acting like yourself x

I felt a chill run down my spine, but I shrugged it off and left my flat. I jogged down the staircase and entered the carpark. I quickly found my car and began to drive.

I drove down the long roads, gripping the wheel. As I passed the forest, something within me told me to stop, but before I could, a deer leaped out in front of my car. I slammed on the brakes, luckily not hitting the animal. It looked at my car with curious eyes before running off. I shook it off and continued to drive, willing myself to get to Rose as soon as possible.

I parked my car and began bolting up the stairs, holding onto my copy of her key. I reached her door and knocked rapidly.

"Rose, open up, please," I begged, biting my lip. A few minutes passed with no response, I shoved my key into the lock and opened the door, gasping at the sight of her flat.

Her furniture had been tossed, with sheets, books, pens and plants all over her floor. I shut the door behind me, still in shock.

"R-Rose?" I called out, stepping through cautiously. I peered into her kitchen. No Rose. Bathroom. No Rose. I reached her bedroom. I slowly stepped in, trembling in fear.

"No - go away. Please," I heard Rose sob, making me look towards her voice. She sat on her bed, surprisingly the only untouched thing in her house. Her hair was greasy and matted, her eyes surrounded my dark circles. I saw packets and boxes of food on the floor, making me internally sigh in relief, but she still looked terrible.

"Rose, it's me - it's Dan. What happened?" I whispered. She looked up, tears covering her face. She shook her head, mumbling 'no' over and over. I sat on the bed with her, reaching out to her. "Please, I only want to help. Rose, please," I murmured, extending my hand. She leaped into my arms, sobbing into my shoulder. I rubbed her back, comforting her like I did one week ago. I picked her up bridal style and walked to the bathroom. I placed her down.

"Can you shower yourself?" I asked softly. She nodded, wiping tears away. I handed her two fresh towels. "Have a shower. I'll clean up and brush your hair. If you need anything, just yell," I smiled, shutting the door behind me. As she showered, I began to clean up her living room, vacuuming and gathering her things. I then did the kitchen and bedroom. I picked up a photo of us that was lying on the floor, reminiscing on the better times. I placed it back on her bedside table. I returned to the bathroom. She was clean and wearing fresh clothes from her basket. I placed her dirty clothes in the hamper, guiding her to the living room.

"Thank you," she weakly said, referring to the living room.

"No worries," I smiled, sitting her down. I began to brush and comb her knots, being gentle as I could. After an hour we were finished, her hair back to its soft and beautiful state. I plaited her hair and let her push it to the side.

"You wanna sleep?" I asked, tucking a few lose hairs behind her ear. She nodded softly, turning around and falling into my embrace. My heart sped up slightly as her breath hit my neck, making me flush. It can be frustrating when you develop feelings for your best friend. You want to keep them safe, happy and you'll be willing to do whatever you want. But you need to be cautious to not overstep any boundaries.

I picked her up bridal style and made my way to her bedroom. I laid her down in her bed, pulling the sheets over her. I sat down in an armchair, inhaling deeply. Why do the worst things happen to the best people?

R O S E ' S P O V

'Rose, you're really getting on my fucking nerves,' Josh snarled, my eyes jolting open. My eyes flicked over to Dan who was staring at me. Tears flowed down my face as I remembered Josh's cover over me.

Dan can't help me.

'You disobeyed me despite how clear my instructions were? Tsk tsk - I expected more from you, Rose. But you didn't have the fucking guts to break a mans heart. That's colder than performing the fucking deed,' he chuckled, revealing a pocket knife. My heart rate grew faster at the sight. Josh looked towards Dan. A loud bang alerted Dan, making him jump up. He glanced at me once more before exiting the room. Josh stalked over to the door, locking it.

No, no, no - please! Let me wake up and I'll do it now. Josh, please.

'Too late, Rose. Consequences must be met,' he growled, removing the duvet and pinning me down. He ripped off my shirt, kissing my chest. More tears fell, wanting to get him off me. His lips felt disgusting against my skin. 'This gonna hurt, babe,' he teased, pressing the blade above my right breast. In one quick swipe, he created a deep cut, making me scream internally. He pressed the now bloody blade against my throat, threatening to cut.

'This is what happens when you disobey me. The more you disobey me, the more cuts you get, the worse your punishments become. So fucking behave,' he warned, standing up.

I jolted up, clutching my chest as blood soaked my ripped shirt. I bit back the tears, not wanting to alert Dan. I stood up and walked over to my desk. I found gauze and medical tape, applying it to the cut. I pulled on a shirt similar from the one I was wearing before crawling back into bed, stuffing the bloody one underneath my mattress. I lied down and closed my eyes, just in time as Dan re entered a few seconds later.

"I wish this would all end," he whispered, holding my hand softly.

Me too, Dan. Me too.