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0.2

𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙮𝙣...

i woke up to someone screaming. i heard zach's little footsteps running down the hall to our room. immediately i sat up embracing the crying boy.

"baby tell me what happened?" i coo rocking him slowly, he didn't answer me but continued to cry in my arms.

i nudged jonah waking him. he was a heavy sleeper unlike me.

"it's four in the morning. what happened here?" he asked seeing zach.

just as i opened my mouth daniel busted in the room clearly panicked and out of breath from running.

"what happened?" jonah asked again.

"jackishavinganightmareandhewontwake—" daniel rushed. i didn't hear a word besides jack, but jonah was already off to jack's room.

i got up speed walking to jack's room. zach dug his face into my shirt not wanting to see the sight.

it was awful, the poor boy was thrashing and crying in his sleep as jonah was trying to talk to him.

"jack, honey it's okay. you're safe, you're safe. it's a dream, it's just a dream." jonah repeated calmly.

zach had fallen asleep, in the mist of the chaos as daniel looked helpless.

"can you take this guy to bed for me?" i asked him as he nodded.

the fit went on for ten more minutes until jack woke up.

he was shivering and crying, saying all he wanted was daniel.

i go to zach's room and daniel is laying in bed next to zach, his arm hanging over zach's torso. It was so cute.

i came back and jack was in jonah's arms as jonah rocked him quietly singing.

'you are my sunshine,
my only sunshine
you make me happy,
when skies are grey
you'll never know,
how much i love you,
please don't my sunshine away'

by the time jonah stopped singing you could hear jack's soft snores.

it would be so adorable, if jack wasn't begging for his life a couple minutes ago.

jonah got up careful not to wake jack and placed him in bed, kissing his head.

"goodnight baby." i whispered as i his head kissed.

"what the hell was that?" i asked as we climbed back into bed.

"a night terror."

"no, jonah that can't just be a night terror. did you see the way he—"

"yes, it's scary i know but there's something going on with him."

"what do you think it is?" i asked.

"it could be anything anxiety, ptsd, panic disorder, or normal kid stuff. it's common for kids his age. but his reaction was severe for a night terror. hopefully he'll wake tomorrow and forget it ever happened." jonah said.

"what if it happens again?" i ask.

"i'll make him an appointment with irwin."

"irwin? isn't he a psychologist?" i said.

"yes, jack hasn't spoke a single word since we got him."

"jonah, the boy is eight. he needs time, trust me." i said as jonah's face soften.

"i just worry about him a lot."

"i do too, i worry about them all."

"i know, but that's our job as parents." jonah says making me chuckle.

"i love being able to say that." i said.

"i love having you and the boys." he smiled.

"i love you jonah roth frantzich marais."

"i love you more corbyn matthew besson-marais,"

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