Shawn Mendes ~ Bsm

[9] Nightmares

[20|03|2019]
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"When you miss me, close your eyes. Just remember that we lay under the same stars."

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Your age: 12 years
Shawn's age: 19 years
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Summary: You (12 years old) have a nightmare and wake up in the middle of the night, scared out of your mind. You do the only thing you can think of doing; going to Shawn.
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You ran into your closet as fast as you could while in hysterics. You hated this. You hated the situation you were in. You hated how just a few minutes ago, you were having dinner with your older brother, Shawn. But most importantly, you hated him.

You might be wondering, well, who is he? Well, I'm not too sure myself, but I know he, or it, preferably is a male that broke into my family home and demanded money, taking a life after not having its demands satisfied.

Referring to a living being that can speak words just like you and me, a being that walks on two legs and is capable of doing maybe everything you do or more as an 'it' may sound weird to some people, but not to me.

No, especially since it shot the person I care for most in the neck. Since it mercilessly demanded money from two harmless, kind-hearted young souls. Because it had no guilt or shame whatsoever after taking an innocent youth's life.

Lost in thought, you couldn't hear yourself breathe louder and louder. Heavy breathing that would eventually give your hiding position away. You couldn't hear the approaching footsteps, too heavy to be your brother's. You couldn't hear the footsteps start to fade into the opposite side of the hall.

You couldn't hear them stop infront of your room. You couldn't hear the gun being reloaded. You couldn't hear the bedroom door opening. You couldn't hear the footsteps rummage around the bedroom, eventually stopping infront of the closet.

When you were rudely snapped out of thought because of the closet door opening, it was too late.

Too late to do anything about the merciless chuckle that left its mouth.

Too late to write a letter to anyone you loved.

Too late to do anything.

Bang. And then there was darkness.
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You shot up in a cold sweat, feeling uneasy, scared and confused. You looked to your right. The little digital clock on your nightstand read 1:45 a.m.

You could only remember small cuts and snippets of the dream, or nightmare that you had.

For some reason unknown to you, the nightmare hit you like a truck all at once, and as a measly twelve year old, you were rooted to the position you were in in fear.

You told yourself that on the count of three, you would jump out of bed and run to Shawn's room.

Three...

You took a deep breath in, thinking about how it was all just a nightmare. "Monsters in my head can't hurt me in real life." You thought to yourself.

Two...

You say up a little straighter.

"Just a dream. Nothing else." You thought to yourself as your eyes began tearing up.

One!

You jumped out of bed, feeling absolutely petrified. You ran as fast as your little legs could carry you.

"Almost there. Just a little bit more" You thought to yourself, an attempt to soothe yourself.

"Finally!"

You didn't even think of knocking, for you barged into his room, panting like a dog. Shawn stirred a little, and then sat up. "Love, what are you doing in my room at this time?" He yawned out, glancing at his grayish silver digital clock.

You said nothing, you just ran to him, the waterworks starting. This immediately woke him up. Sitting up straighter he started interrogating you, asking you about what's bothering you.

"Nightmare..robber; bad guy- killed you! Killed me in the end, t-!" Your choked sobs and sentences were interrupted by a soothing voice.

"Shhh, sweetie, you don't have to talk about it now. We can just talk about it in the morning. You'll be calm by then, okay?" You just nodded your head and snuggled closer into him, feeling his strong arms snake around you.

Your sobs started to fade away. Slowly but surely. "Shawn?" You called quietly called out to your knight in shining armor, your brother, one whom you adored. He just hummed in response, leading you to think the obvious; he's tired.

"Thank you." You said. "There's no need to thank me, darling. I'm just protecting my little princess." You smiled against his chest.

"Shawnie?" You used the nickname that you gave hin when you were just a baby. "Yes, babygirl?" "I love you." Though he didn't admit it, his heart melted at how adorable you are, and how lucky he was to have you and Aaliyah for sisters. "I love you too, kitten. To the moon and back infinity plus one times."

A few minuets later, when Shawn was asleep, and you just about to do the same, you let out a cute little sneeze. Shawn held you tighter, thought you were not so sure he was aware of it. "Marshmallow?" You called into the dark bedroom.

At this point, you thought that you were being annoying, so when he hummed to you, you asked him if you were being annoying. He retorted by telling you that you were being adorable.

You blushed and kissed him on the cheek, a favor which he gladly returned. "Shawn?" "Yes, love?" "Can you sing me to sleep?" You asked, seeing that his voice always soothed you to no extent.

"Of course." He said before kissing you to sleep. He then started to softly sing the lines to one of his songs; 'Never Be Alone'. One he wrote specifically for you and Aaliyah.

You closer your eyes, feeling relaxed and content because you were next to your amazing brother, because you can hear his angelic voice singing one of your favorite songs and because you could feel his chest vibrating against your skin.

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Guys wth there are more than a thousand words in this chapter woT!?
Anyways, guys I'm really sorry for not updating like I promised. This time, I will go through with my promise when I tell you that I will update *atleast* once in a week; and the fact that I'm on break rn really helps :)
Love you guys!
-Mimi
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