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Sleepless
-You sat up, sweat covering your body, your eyes watering with tears
-You didn’t want to wake Wilford up, so you slowly climbed out of bed
-Immediately getting cold, though, seeing as your source of heat was sleeping
-Tiptoeing and opening the door, you made it, going out the room and closing the door behind you
-Going to the counter, you grabbed a plastic cup, then opened the fridge and got a small bottle of water, pouring it all in the cup
-You quickly threw away the bottle and brought the cup up to your lips, chugging it down in seconds
-Slamming the cup on the counter, you ended up crushing it
-Even though you calmed down, it replayed in your mind….over…..and over…..and all over again
-You turned on the TV in tries to stop it from playing, but it didn’t help, so you shut it off
-You started heading to the dining room, it had a big enough room to walk back and forth
-That’s what you did, actually. You paced back in fourth, though the images of the face, voices and screams coming back….it was getting bad..
-You started crying, covering your mouth so you didn’t wake him up
-You felt your knees getting weak and you shook, so you pulled out a chair, sitting down and crying more
-“What are you doing up” a sleepy, groggy, slight lispy voice was heard from the room you slipped out Of.
-“I-I…..um….g-go back to sleep, wilfy” I told him, wiping my eyes as best as I could.
-He came up behind you, picking you up and carried you back to bed
-His bare chest warmed you up, and calmed you down
-”Why were you crying?~” he asked, “Nightmares.....each one scarier as the last” you’d respond
-As he set you down and climbed in with you, you both turned to eachother
-He played with your hair, and you buried your face into his neck
-You both fell back asleep soon....until you woke up again
-”Fuck it, fuck everything, everyone, nightmares can go fuck itself”
-Wilford, of course, woke up again and pulled you back down
-”Wilf let me--” “No”
Long story short, he didn’t let you leave, he wanted to be the cause your nightmares went away. After weeks, they did, though you ended up staying up secretly.....and when he found out, lets say he was angry. Not at you, but at himself. So he did everything how “regular people” take care of eachother with nightmares and insomnia problems.
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Welcome to my writing blog! I write things, less fluff because its not really my thing? But requests..i’m here for your needs, fluff or not! Oh, and call me Zara! This blog is for your writing-needs, no matter what i’ll get to them in no time! So go on and requests!
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