Chapter 31

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"What are you doing?" I asked as I munched on my chips.

"Nothing," he replied simply. We were watching a movie. The Fast and Furious franchise, I think the fifth one. I didn't quite get the movie but I knew there were cars and of course humans. He was so absorbed in the movie.

"But you.." I started to protest but I thought of it. "Never mind." I concentrated on the movie and soon drifted off to sleep.

"Baby," he drawled. I turned on my side and smiled at him. "Baby," he said again slower this time drawing each alphabet.

"I'm awake now," I muttered a little annoyed. I love my beauty sleep and he was ruining it. "What do you want?" I snapped impatiently.

"Just a little bit hungry." He pouted.

"I told you many times to quit doing that." I reprimanded him.

"Just please let's go grab something." He insisted.

"But I want to sleep." I groaned.

"Please from the kitchen." He pleaded.

"Oh OK but you're going to give me a piggy back ride." I stretched out my hand and he shook it firmly.

"Deal." I hopped on his back and tightened my legs around his waist. I opened the fridge taking out a carton of milk. I turned my back to ask him what he want but he wasn't there.

"Sebastian," I gently called. He didn't respond. "Sebastian? Stop being a baby. You brought me here against my will and you leave me here without even eating?" I said into nothing. I was getting scared. "Haha, bad joke Sebastian." I said in a bored tone. "Now come out I'm scared." But he still didn't respond.

"Looking for this?" Came a sinister voice behind me. I didn't want to turn around. That voice was too familiar and it tormented my dreams all these years. He was supposed to be dead. But Sebastian was more important than whatever I was feeling right now. I moved on numb feet and slowly turned around to face him.

I opened my mouth but no words came out. Hot tears slid down my cheeks but I couldn't move. My Sebastian was hanging off his knife like a limp doll. Blood gushed out of his chest due to the impact of the knife and his eyes were dilated, the colour in them gone. I tried really hard to scream again but I just flailed my arms.

"Scream," a voice bellowed to me. It was so far away. "Scream," the voice yelled again.

"Se..se..se Bastian." I stammered under my breath. My voice hollow and emotionless. I dared myself to move closer to him and I touched his face. It was cold and colourless. His cold lifeless eyes stared right back into mine. "My Sebastian," I said my voice shook like my hands as I pulled him with all my might to my chest forgetting dad was still there laughing at me. His cold humorless laugh rang out in the chilly night.

I struggled to get up but I fell back down like a force was holding me back. My tears fell on Sebastian's lifeless body and I lost it as I screamed with all of my might.

"Sebastian." I shouted my voice raw with emotions. I hugged him close to my chest and shouted again hoping he'd hear me. "Sebastian."

"Wake up. I'm right here." It worked, it truly worked. I peeled my closed eyes open and I squirmed. It was another nightmare that felt so real. And Sebastian was okay. I felt his face and pinched him.

"Ow." He said his tone dramatic and and attempt to make a joke that failed. He was really here. I jumped on his neck and sobbed.

"Oh Sebastian. You're here." He nodded his head in affirmation. I kissed his face all over. He held me as tight as I did him.

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