My Saviour.

The Truth.

The worst thing ever is being disturbed when you are having an amazing dream. Like the one I am having right now. It is about if the world never ended and I'm graduating college. Finally becoming a nurse, my parents and little brother were there at my graduation smiling happily at me, they were proud.

Their faces soon change though, becoming shadows and blurred, their voices fading away, until their imagines disappear like dust. I'm left standing in the graduation hall, alone, everything falling apart around me as time weathers it away.

I wake up startled, strong hands griping my arms, I see Simon looking down at me and I start to settle down. I could throttle him for scaring me like that and ruining my dream.

"It's time for you to head back. Before everyone wakes up and wonders where you are." Simon releases his hold on my arms and steps away from me, he's already dressed. I slide out of the warm sheets and place my feet on the cold hard wood floor. 

"Thank you again, for letting me stay here last night." I stand up, grabbing the towel I left hanging over a chair in his room.

"You're welcome. I meant what I said last night too. If he even thinks about laying a finger on you again." I nod my head in understanding, I don't want to be hit again.

"I think I'll try and break up with him today. What we have just isn't healthy and there's too much at stake now in this new world." Simon appears to be pleased by this statement and nods his head agreeing with me.

"I'll be around if you need me." He opens the door and I politely smile at him before leaving, this time finding the way upstairs much easier. I head to the living room where the sofas are and make it look like I've been here the whole night.

I pull a book off one of the many shelves around the living room, reading it until the sun starts to rise and everyone wakes up. Triss comes out first sitting down on the other sofa, she stares up at ceiling.

"Triss, would you leave Kevin if you had the chance?" I ask softly, not wanting her to take it the wrong way. She lifts her head up and looks at me for a moment before getting up and sitting cross legged beside me.

"Honestly, if the world hadn't gone to shit, we probably wouldn't be together anymore. But he's all I have left now, I can't help but love him." She admits quietly.

"Even when he hits you?" I push a little more, knowing I'm swimming in uncertain territories.

"Yeah even so. I'm a bitch and I know it okay, so I often feel like I deserve it." She sadly looks down at her hands and my heart hurts for her. 

"Really? You think you deserve to be beaten. I don't think anyone deserves it." I mumble the last sentence, still finding it so hard to talk about it.

"Kevin and I are different from you and Josh. It works for us, I'm not scared to hit him back and put him in his place. You just let him do it and it would only be worse for you if you even tried to defend yourself. Josh is very dominant and it's scary." My eyes widen at her words and I realise her and Chelsea must have maybe spoken about it.

"So you know then? Why haven't you ever wanted to talk to me about it before?" Wishing that she did, we could have been so much closer then we are.

"Like I said, we aren't the same. I find it hot to be dominated and consented to it. Yours is against your will and I don't know how to help you with the abuse. If I tried to help it would mean I risk giving you the wrong advice."

I nod my head understanding what she means, I sit there quietly. Triss surprises me again by wrapping her arms around my shoulder.

"I'm sorry I'm such a bitch, I wish I could help it for your sake." I let myself fall into her arms, to be held.

"I miss Chelsea and Mick. They always knew how to help." I cry softly, wishing my friends were here.

"I know you do, I miss them too." Triss says softly against my hair pulling me tighter into her arms.

Josh and Kevin walk out together talking to each other. Josh eyes me off and the pillow and blanket I laid out earlier to make it look like I was here. He seems satisfied and goes back to talking to Kevin.

"Fuck isn't there anything to eat in this fucking house?" Kevin complains dropping down in the other sofa.

"Have you looked for anything?" Triss asks her usually quick witted tone returning.

"Well no, isn't that a women's job." He says with a big grin on his face.

"Like fuck it is, get your lazy ass up and go find me food." Triss barks at him annoyed, his smirk only grows.

"Oh yes, your majesty." Kevin gets up and wonders off, Triss slides out of my hold and smiles at me softly before chasing after Kevin.

Josh who is seated across from me looks angry and I will myself to stay strong.

"Where did you get the clothes from?" He asks eyeing off the clean males clothing that I now wear.

"I found them in another room."

"So why didn't you just sleep in that room?"

"Because I thought it would be better if I stayed close by so I slept on the couch." I lie easily, fortunately lying is something I've always been good at, not that I often did lie.

"Well I need new clothes, so give those to me, you look ridiculous in them." He gestures to the clothes I have on.

"I'm not giving you my clothes Josh, go find your own." The dark rage settles in his eyes.

"I said give them to me." He asks again more sternly this time.

"No Josh. You don't get to control me anymore. I'm done. We are done. I'm breaking up with you." My voice tremors and he only laughs at me.

"You think you get to decide that?" Josh says standing up from his chair, I also get up from mine, ready to run if need be.

"Yes Josh, I do get to decide this. We are through. I don't love you anymore. I'm tired of you abusing me." I step away from him as he advances around the coffee table.

"Of course you love me, I've all you fucking got, no Chelsea to help you anymore, no Mick whispering in my ear telling me to stop. No they've been dealt with." My heart leaps into my throat and I hesitate my movements for a moment. He takes this as his advantage to lunge for me but I quickly dodge him.

"No, it couldn't have been you." My voice breaks as I put the sofa between us.

"Kevin and I planned it all out, lured the moaners closer, Kevin let them in and we made sure that Chelsea and Mick were the last ones out." A huge sick grin forms across his face.

"I was with them Josh, what if they got me too." I exclaim completely mortified by what I am hearing.

"It would have been unfortunate, but I would have managed, might have been easier if you did fucking die. Maybe I can change that now." A psychotic look fills his eyes and he charges at me.

I turn tail and run as fast as I can, I head towards the first bedroom I stayed in, where my gun is.

"JOSH! STOP PLEASE!" I scream as I run through the house keeping plenty of distance between us.

"Keep dreaming." His thunderous steps propelling me forward fast, I slam into the door and shutting and locking it behind me. He slams into it after me trying to bring it down, I rush to the draws and pull the gun out switching the safety off.

The door comes crashing down and I face it quickly pointing the gun directly at Josh my hands shaking. He lifts his hands up above his head in surrender.