A Flair For The Dramatic

23. nightmare

Kellins wearing that hoodie ^

Kellin's pov

I wake up gasping for breath. Jerking out of a nightmare a sit up and run my hand through my messy hair. My heart aches and I feel dread fill my mind. I get out of bed shaking.

I'm sweaty and cold..

I wipe and rub my face with the long sleeves and quietly leave the dark room. I feel like if I'm alone I'm be dragged down by darkness and never be seen again. My thoat hurtd.. maybe water will help.

I walk to the living room to go to the kitchen but see Oli laying on the floor. He appears to me awake as he stares at the moving fan. He hasn't seen me yet and he seems deep in thought. 

Theres a part of me that wants to join him but another telling me if his boyfriend say I'd get hurt. "C-can I have water?" I whisper making him look over. He sits up and looks at the door of his boyfriend's room.

"Yeah, of course," he says getting up. He looks over me for a moment and then walk to the kitchen. I walk across the soft carpet and cross my arm as I enter the kitchen with him.

He gets a glass and looks at the refrigerator water system. "Ice?" He asks. I shake my head no and he makes me a glass of water. That's a weird phrase, he doesn't make me a glass of water. He doesn't have super powers.

He gives it to me and I want to smile but its impossible. That's why when I take it I nervously look at the glass and not him. 

"We didn't really get to introduce ourselves. I'm Oliver, but I go by Oli. I mean duh.. you know that," he trails off. He's really awkward but I dont mind it. It's kinda cute... Okay make it's super cute but he has a boyfriend.

I still cant get over his accent. Apparently his name is Olleh. I drink a little bit of the water but out of my own awkwardness, I swallow wrong making me immediately cough and choke. I turn away quickly and cough without him seeing my face.

When I'm done I wipe my face and look at him red in the face. "Apparently I dont know how to drink," I comment and that turns the worried look on his face into a smile.

"But yeah, I'm kellin. Sorry about earlier and well now," I mumble putting the cup down. I'm not really thirsty my thoat just hurts.

"Its perfectly fine, do you want to sit on the porch with me?" He says and I nod. When we walk out the cool air makes me blush. I hardly realized I didn't have pants on. The hoodie goes to my knees so it's not like I'm exposed but it is different from always wearing jeans around people.

Theres only a bench swing so we both sit on it. I'm tired but still shooken from the dream of my bloody mother twisted up on the side of a road.. He checks his phones time and I see its almost 3am.

"When do you sleep?" I ask quietly.

"I'll sleep when I'm dead," he says and then rubs his face. "Sorry, sleep just isn't my cup of tea," he mumbles and I lean back more. My body and mind are tired but I dont want to fall asleep.  I'm scared I'll have another nightmare.

I wonder why he doesn't like to sleep? "Why are you with him?" I ask gently. He looks at me a little surprised.

"What do you mean? He's a little rude but he's good," he says almost defensively.

"Bruises.. rude behavior.. Austin hates him (trust me since alan dates Austin I get all his gossip through alan), and the fact that you're getting defensive and nervous makes it clear that, that guy is no good. But.. you're too stupid to see," I tell him and it's not truly a insult. I'm just telling him facts.

He looks to understand that I'm just trying to help as he just nods. "You're observant.. but I live here, if I wasnt here I'll be homeless," he says and I pout.

"Do you love him?" I ask hoping he says no because that would make it easier on him. Then where there is a opportunity to leave he can. Unlike my mom.. She got into a abusive relationship and that cost her... her life..

I'm fighting tears back now. "I'm not sure.. I thought I did," he says and I nod trying to push down the sadness.

"So what happened? How did you end up so far from home?" He says and I burst into tears.

"Shit, I'm sorry. I didn't realize.." he starts but doesn't finish.

"I-I think my m-mom died t-today," I cry and look at him in the eyes. His eyes are all over my face as I tell him this. He opens his arms and I accept the hug and our bodies press together.

"I'm sorry, that.. that must really hurt," he tells me and let's me cry. That's exactly what I do. I cry myself to sleep in his arms.

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