Ashamed || MagCon fanfic

Ch. 47 - "Breathe"

• Rache POV •

"Rachael," I hear.

I open my eyes and sit up, I look out my window and it's still dark outside. I check the time and it's 2am. I check to see who said my name and Tristan is sitting on my bed beside me.

"What's wrong?" I whisper so no one else wakes up. "I had a bad dream," he frowns. I pull him into my arms and just sway him.

Usually Tristan would have nightmares so depending on how bad it was he'd usually go back to sleep but he looked wide awake when he looked at me.

I felt him pull away and I looked at him. There were tears running down his face and I frowned, wiping them.

"What did you dream about?" I asked. He looked away. "Taylor." He said. I froze. Yeah I go see Taylor everyday ever since the accident but talking about him was a very sensitive topic to me. I cleared my throat, "What about him?"

He sighed and laid down but kept his eyes on the ceiling. "He left us.." he whispered, almost as if he was scared to tell me and I get why, because that made me want to throw up.

I swallowed the lump in my throat. "He's not going to leave us, okay? Taylor will be okay, he's going to come home soon and it will all be back to normal," I told him. As much as I wanted it to sound convincing I didn't even believe those words myself.

I want to have hope, I do, but I just couldn't believe that he'd be okay.

"In my dream, you told me that while we were at the hospital. Then Taylor woke up, but then something happened.." he trailed off and I looked at him. "What, what happened?"

He sighed again. "You unplugged the cord that helped him breathe," he paused, "then he died."

My heart stopped.

My little brother had a dream that I killed Taylor, and gosh, I was the one to blame for why he's in the hospital right now.

Now I really wanted to throw up. I felt sick to my stomach.

I quickly got up from my bed before Tristan could see the tears running down my face and ran into the bathroom.

I started crying and I could feel my breathing get heavy, I didn't care how loud I cried I just needed to let it all out. I felt my chest tightening and I couldn't stop it, the more I thought about what Tristan said the more I started to cry.

My breathing became really heavy and I tried to make it stop but it wouldn't.

I couldn't stop myself.

• Hayes POV •

I woke up to the sound of someone breathing hard and that worried me. I checked the time and it was 2am. Who the hell is up at 2am?

I slowly got off of my bed making sure not to wake Nash or Cam up and walked into the hallway. I followed to where the breathing was coming from and it was in Rachael's room.

I slowly opened to door to peak in and everyone was asleep except for Rachael, she was sitting up on her bed crying.

I rushed over to her and put my hand on her shoulder.

Then I realized that was Tristan.

"Tristan? Why are you crying? Where's Rachael?" I asked. He pointed to the bathroom. "I didn't mean to make her cry," he frowned. I quickly walked over to Kallie's bed and woke her up.

"What the hell Hayes," she mumbled, rubbing her eyes. "Can you get Tristan to sleep? I gotta check on Rachael," I said quickly and she nodded, getting out of bed. I walked to where her bathroom was and I heard her breathing.