Guys Got It Rough

Ch 5 - Don't worry

Kellin's Pov

I walked into the house and sat down on the couch in the living room.

"Sorry it's so early," he said

"No worries," I smiled, "So what's up?"

"Ummm well I don't know exactly," he stammered.

"Hmm?" I wasn't quite sure what he was going on about.

"This....this thing I don't know," he sat next to me, "I can't explain it....but well it was in here and......and I ...." he stopped. His eyes became glassy and he began to shake.

"Hey you alright?" I asked. I scooted over to him and put my hand on his shoulder.

He looked up at me and tears rolled down his cheeks. I hugged him into my chest. He hugged back, clenching my shirt in his hands. Well I guess he's not afraid to cry in front of people.

His sobs were muffled by my shirt and I rubbed his back to comfort him.

"Shhh...... it's alright, I'm here ok?" I reassured him. He nodded his head and sat back up.

With the tears continuing to fall, he tried explaining what he saw.

"The thing.... it wasn't human... and I...... well I...... feel like it got into my thoughts.... or well.... showed me an image of something. Something that's going to.... to...," he choked out but couldn't finish. He was spilling everything so fast I could barely understand.

He put his head in his hands and started to shake again in what may be fear or even anger.

"I feel like it was warning me..... about something I don't know..... just ever since I encountered it..... I can't shake this horrible feeling. I'm probably crazy, I'm just imagining these things." he sighed, looking at me for a response.

"Well.... what exactly did you see. I don't think you're crazy," I asked, sort of confused at the whole thing.

"Umm you came over and this thing.... a black figure.... k....killed you.....," he cried, " I don't even know why I'm acting like this right now...... I never cry .... it's scaring me Kellin..." I hugged him again, his whole body shaking against mine, "Maybe it's making me act like this. This isn't me."

"Don't worry... I got you," I whispered, running my hand through his hair. I just felt like I had to protect him, it was strange, like this is what I'm supposed to do.

"I'm just worried about you and that dream. I don't want it to come true," he breathed. After that it got quiet, just the sound of our breathing.

After about an hour, I started to get really tired and let myself fell asleep.

~

When I woke up, I felt someone on top of me. I was sprawled out on the couch and he was hugging my waist tightly.

I looked at the clock, 11:00am, ok not too late. Samson shifted and his leg fell between mine, his head lying on my chest. I sucked in a breath, trying not to wake him up.

Shit if he doesn't move his leg, there's going to be a problem....

"Samson," I groaned, trying to wake him up.

"Mmmm," he moaned in response, which was actually really hot. I started to get even more uncomfortable.

"Samson you're kind of on me and I can't move. If you don't stop moaning like that...." I laughed nudging him.

"Huh?" his eyes opened quickly and his face was red, "I'm sorry!" he flew of the couch and sat on the floor instead. He hung his head awkwardly. 

"It's ok," I replied, giving him a half smile.

"I feel better though.... thanks," he scratched at the hem on his jeans nervously. Why is he being weird?

"Anytime," I winked and his face got even redder. I just laughed and asked, "Want to watch TV?"

"Sure why not."

"Adventure Time?"

"Hell yes."