IN MY DREAMS [ krii7y ]

ᥴhᥲρtᥱr foᥙr

jaren stared at the ceiling, shifting in his bed. he just couldn't fathom the fact that he was coughing up flowers. and not just any flower..lilies! lilies, john keyes favorite flower. if it hadn't been so goddamn weird, jaren might have felt honored.

jaren shifted, glancing at his clock. "11:50", it screamed, jaren squinting his eyes because of the light. he shifted, groaning as he heard yelling. he looked around, using his pillow to cover his ears and block out his parents arguing. he could already tell this was going to be a long night.

he sighed, whining slightly as he stared at the ceiling, "please," he pleaded to the air, "please, i just want to sleep." the air didn't respond, just blowing his curtains aimlessly. jaren gulped slightly, glancing at the clock. "11:51".

the night seemed to be haunting him, he always stayed up late, not able to sleep. but this night, it just seemed so much worse than the other nights. it might have been that jaren was coughing up flower petals now, or that john had broken up with him a day ago and hadn't spoken to him since the party at toby's, or maybe that jaren's parents just wouldn't stop yelling at each other.

jaren didn't even notice the slamming of a door and the sobs coming from the living room as he groaned, sitting up and snatching his phone off the charger. "11:52."

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JAREN (11:52 P.M.)

lui
lui are u up
i get it if u arent
u usually arent right now
but if u are
can you text me

PRECIOUS BOI (11:52 P.M.)

hi jaren!!
im up 😊
why arent you asleep?

JAREN (11:52 P.M.)

i
i dont know tbh
i guess its just a lot piled into one thing??

PRECIOUS BOI (11:52 P.M.)

well do you wanna vent about it?
i like to think im a good listener 😄

JAREN (11:52 P.M.)

i'm alright lui
get some sleep, alright?

PRECIOUS BOI (11:53 P.M.)

m'kay!! you too jaren, have good dreams ❤

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jaren shifted, staring at his phone for a second before huffing and getting up. he couldn't stand to hear his mother crying anymore, so he slowly walked out of his room. seeing his mother with her head in her hands, her body shaking from her sobs..it hurt him. he didn't want to see his mother like that just because his father decided to be a piece of shit and cheat on her. "mom?" he whispered, stuffing his phone in his hoodie pocket.

his mom sniffled, wiping her eyes and looking up, "jaren- baby, it's late. what're you doing up?" she whispered, standing up. 

"it's only eleven." he murmured, looking down and biting his lips.

11:54.

"c'mon, jaren," she smiled, "get to bed, alright?"

jaren ignored her question, looking up at her. "are you okay?"