85, 96, ❁ 𝘻𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘯

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"𝑖 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚. 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛?"
"𝑠ℎℎ, 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚. 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚, 𝑜𝑘𝑎𝑦? 𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙."
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Zach and I had had a huge fight before we went to bed.
Well, he went to bed. I stayed up to clean up the mess that we had made from throwing things.
Yes, it was that bad of an argument.
Typically they are short and we make up instantly, not being able to bear being upset with each other.
Tonight was different though. There was no resolution tonight, we just threw things around and screamed at each other, resulting in Zach going to bed angry.
I glanced at the shattered picture frame on the floor, a picture of Zach and I at the beach resting inside.
I picked it up and stared at the picture, sighing. I love Zach, always have, always will. I just hope this all blows over by the morning.
My thoughts were interrupted by a rather loud shriek.
I perked up, instantly recognizing it as Zach's scream.
I let the frame slip from my fingers, shattering it even more, and rushed into our shared bedroom to see Zach, clearly having a nightmare.
I sighed and gently shook him awake, earning a glare from him as soon as his eyes opened.
"What?" he asked, coldly.
As much as I wanted to scream at him right now and maybe even punch him in the face, I restrained myself and remained calm.
"I heard you scream. Nightmares again?" I asked him.
His face softened a little and he sat up, pulling me under the covers with him.
He nodded and I pulled him into a hug, letting him nuzzle his head into my neck.
"What happened?" I asked, playing with his hair.
"I don't really know, I just remember seeing you in a hospital bed and it scared me," he whispered.
I sighed as I felt tears on my neck.
"Shh, it was just a bad dream. Just a dream, okay? None of it was real," I said, in hopes of calming him down.
"I know, but it just scared me because I thought it was real and the last thing that happened before I had that dream was a fight."
I let out a breath, remembering that we were supposed to be fighting right now.
Funny thing was, I was so focused on calming him down that I couldn't even remember what the fight was even about.
"Zach, what the hell were we even fighting about?" I asked, looking down at his teary eyes.
"I don't even know, but it probably started with me being an asshole, so I'm sorry," he replied.
"Well, I probably yelled and pissed you off even more, so I'm sorry too."
I used my thumbs to wipe the remaining tears off of his cheeks.
"Okay, let's get some sleep, we can finish cleaning up all the shit we threw around in the morning," I said, laying down next to him and cuddling into his side.
"I love you."
"I love you too."

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𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 - 𝟰/𝟵/𝟮𝟬
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