Betrayal [COMPLETED]

Part 30

Ink POV
Around and around again. All I can do is circle back to fear. No matter how much I think about something else.
There is always going to be fear. Always always always.
"Inky? It's four in the morning why are you awake?" He asked tiredly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
I started laughing. Another burst!? It hurts! It hurts! It's echoing in my head! It hurts! It hurts to much!
Error hugged me from behind and just stayed there til I was done. He smelled like smoke again.
I glared at him.
He sighed.
"I know baby. I know. But it's not hurting me. I have no lungs."
I shrugged and just gave in to the hug. I kissed his cheek. He pulled me closer and we laid down.
I sighed contently. I felt safer now. Less afraid and anxious.
Still though, I couldn't sleep. I got up. Error cursed under his breath and got up with me.
I called Blue.
"Ink...?" He asked, confused.
"Blue, can I come over?" I asked.
"Ugh...is Error coming?"
"Mhm."
"No." He hung up.
Error picked me up and put me in his hoodie. I felt warmer now. He then put me back in bed and got on top of me so I couldn't get up.
He kissed me and fell asleep. I never did though. To scared of nightmares.
About three hours later I started screaming. Error jolted awake and held me again. I started crying. When I stopped screaming I was sobbing.
"Shh shhh it's ok baby. It's ok. I'm here."
"Error it hurts..." I sobbed.
"I know Inky."
During the day Error and I went to Blue's. He wasn't to happy to see Error.
"Ink,I don't want him here." He said.
"Why..?" I asked.
"He killed Dream!"
"He hurt Ink!"
"He didn't mean to!" Blue yelled.
"Oh please! He did it himself and on purpose stop defending him!"
"That wasn't the real Dream! He-he was Shattered Dream! He has no control!" Blue argued.
Error scoffed and gripped my shoulder tightly. I held his hand.
"Ink, come here." Blue said.
I stepped to Blue. He pulled me inside and closed the door.
"Inky please break up with him! He killed Dream! I don't want him to kill you!" He begged.
"What!? Blue, no. I need him. And he didn't kill Dream. He killed Shattered Dream. And he's alive now so, it doesn't matter." I said.
I went back outside to Error and hugged him. He hugged back and we went home. I ranted to him about what Blue has said.
"And he has the audacity to blame you for what happened! And we weren't even there!"
"Wow. Well, the important thing is that you did what you wanted." He said.
I sat by him. He handed me my sketchbook. I flipped through the pages. The last five were just circles. I feel like I'm going insane because no matter how hard I try they all look the same.
How am I supposed to come up with new ideas if they're all the same!?