Two Thieves an ErrorInk story

Dreams

  I woke up in my room. But, all that was there was my bed and door. No walls, not even the wooden floor.
   I grabbed my pillow and put it on the floor to make sure I could walk on it. The pillow fell into the abyss below.
   Fuck.
  I looked around. Nothing. I thought I could jump but the door seemed so far away. I got my whip from my belt and tried to get it around the knob. After try after try after try, I finally got it. I made sure it was stable and yanked it, pulling me and my bed to it.
  I opened the door. My room again. Same set up. I was pushed into the floor and fell for what felt like hours. Once I hit the ground. My leg snapped.
  I held back my screams of pain and stood up. I limped around. I felt a knife go through me. Blood poured out of my mouth and eyes, my soul cracking. It felt like hell.
  This is my worst fear. Death. I don't like the thought that it's possible for me to die. If I don't get killed, i won't. I just have to be safe.
  I shot up in a cold sweat. My soul was beating rapidly. It felt like it was going to come out of my chest.
   I tried calming down. Blue hugged me.
   "It's ok. It's ok. Calm down. You're safe." He said soothingly.
  I sobbed into my friends shirt.
  "You had the vision again?" He asked.
   I nodded.
   "Oh, you poor thing. I promise, we won't let anyone or anything harm you."
I smiled. Blue always was like a big brother to me. He's always the one to help me when I need it and he always supports me.
  "Dream was so worried about you."
  We laughed. Dream was like a worried mother sometimes. Other times he was the scariest thing on the planet.
  "You should lay down for a bit. Ill get you some water."
  "But, what about the plan?" I asked.
   "Ink, you clearly are in no shape for it. Please, for once just rest. If not for your sake than for mine."
  He left and I did lay down for about ten minutes. When I walked back out Error hugged me.
  I was surprised. Nobody else was there. He seemed really shaken. He sighed.
  "I'm glad you're ok.... y-you're a good fighter."
   His face was bright yellow before he said why. I knew that wasn't the reason but I just nodded and went to the others. I had a light blush on my face, thinking about the hug and how he was worried about me.
  It's odd. I've never felt love romantically. I don't want to admit it but... I think I have a crush.