According to the Sun (Book 2 of According To Series)

Chapter 13

Someone banged on my bedroom door with the person yelling my name while they did so. "Dysis?" I heard the person ask in shock and fear while I continued to scream out in pain, fear, and anguish. "Are you ok? It's me. Please, open the door."

I didn't open the door or got out of bed but turned to my side and threw up all over the floor, my heart and body aching and crying out in pain and fear and at the loss of a coworker that was slowly starting to turn out to be a friend of mine.

"Dysis?" the person asked again. The panic in their voice grew with each passing second that I continued to cry and scream out my emotions. "I am going to kick down the door so that I can get to you and see what's wrong. I am sorry. Please, forgive me."

Again, I didn't say a word and threw up some more, not caring that I was not in a bathroom, and my whole body was shaking while my heart ran with a fast thump,thump,thump, and the only thing keeping it in place was because it was in my chest.

Bang! Crack!

I flinched and closed my eyes while I continued to sob, clawing at my heart, even though I knew that I couldn't get to it.

"Oh, Dysis," the person said, their voice barely above a whisper, and I had a feeling that it was Apollo. Worry filled his voice when he saw what I looked like, and I had a feeling that he didn't like it at all and wondered what was wrong.

I didn't say a word and threw up again, and a part of me felt very guilty that I was throwing up all over his floor, even though the other part didn't care and continued to do so.

Tears streamed down my face, and I continued to shake and panic, even though a part of me knew that it was 'just a dream" and hadn't happened yet.

I could "change' it if it came down to it...

No one needed to die today, not even me.

Someone, Apollo, pulled me into a hug, being mindful of the throw up on the floor, and I clutched onto him while I continued to sob and cry out my pain and fear.

Oh, Gods...

"Shhhh," Apollo said while he slowly rocked me back and forth while he rubbed my back, leaving a trail of sparks in its wake. "You are safe, Dysis. You are ok; I promise. Nothing bad will ever happen to you as long as you are with me," he soothed.

But you don't know that... I wanted to say but couldn't while my throat closed up tighter, even though my heart became filled with warmth. I grabbed his shirt and cried, not feeling the least bit of guilt while I made a mess on his shirt.

"I got you. I got you, Dysis," he promised, his voice barely above a whisper. He continued to rub my back, his presence comforting and grounding while I continued to panic and hyperventilate. "You are ok. You are safe. Nothing will hurt you while you are in my arms."

I didn't say a word and closed my eyes tighter, praying that the dream wouldn't happen and praying that nothing bad would happen to us if I changed it.

I couldn't bear to watch them die...

Apollo kept whispering sweet nothings in my ear while he continued to rock me back and forth, back and forth. He rubbed my back and waited for the panic to slowly die down, and thankfully after a while, it did.

I took a deep, shuddering breath when it felt like I could breathe again before I released it with a small whoosh.

I grabbed Apollo's shirt tighter in my hands as if a part of me was scared that he would walk away and not return while the tears slowly went down my cheeks, and snot ran down my nose as well, and I had a feeling that I wasn't a pretty sight to look at.

"Dysis?" Apollo asked, his voice barely above a whisper. He cleared his throat and shifted me ever so slightly but didn't pull me off of him like I thought he would. "Are you ok?"

I bit back a small sniffle and shook my head but pulled away from him, and hesitantly, he let me go but stayed near me with his arms on both of mine. "No," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. I cleared my throat and looked away from him, wiping my eyes and nose with my arm. "But I will be."

He frowned and narrowed his eyes while he looked at me. "What happened?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "What's going on?"

I bit back a small sigh before I shook my head and shifted in my bed, moving away from him some more, and he let his arms slowly move down to his side. "I had a nightmare," I said and moved my arm across my face some more before I cleared my throat again. "It was bad."

Apollo furrowed his brows before he slowly nodded. He held his arms open to me again as if he wanted to give me another hug, and I hesitated before I slowly nodded and moved over to him again, letting him pull me into his warm embrace.

I closed my eyes and took a deep, shuddering breath before I released it with a small whoosh. "I'm sorry," I said, my voice barely above a whisper, while I slowly started to relax. "Can you forgive me?"

"For?" Apollo asked, biting back a small chuckle. He pulled me away from him again and rubbed his fingers under my eyes, wiping away some more tears, his touch gentle and warm. "Why are you apologizing to me, Dysis?"

"Because I threw up all over your floor," I said and gestured to the mess I had created. "And because I had snotted all over your shirt."

He chuckled and shook his head while he pulled his hand off my arms. "No," he said. "Don't apologize to me. It's just a mess. It can be cleaned up."

I nodded and wiped my eyes again while I looked at him. "Then, I guess let me go ahead and clean it up and myself before work," I said before I cleared my throat and shifted on my bed again while I furrowed my brows and cocked my head. "What time is it, anyway?"

Apollo leaned over the bed to get to my alarm clock and pursed his lips when he saw the time. "Three o'clock," he said and looked at me while he placed my alarm clock on my nightstand. "It's three o'clock in the morning."

I bit back an annoyed groan and slowly nodded, pursing my lips in annoyance. "Well, go ahead and go back to sleep before you work. I will take care of this before I take a shower." I grimaced and gestured to the throw up on the floor, still feeling very guilty that I hadn't been able to get to the bathroom before I threw up whatever was in my stomach.

Apollo shook his head while he furrowed his brows. "Go ahead and take a shower and clean yourself up, Dysis," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I will take care of this for you."

I hesitated, my heart aching and becoming filled with warmth and hope. I furrowed my brows and cocked my head while I stared at him. "Are you s-"

Apollo raised his hand, silencing me and nodded, and I closed my mouth and pursed my lips. "I am sure, Dysis," he said and offered me a tight smile, trying but failing to hide the worry that he felt. "Go ahead and take that shower. Please, I insist."

I bit back a small sigh and slowly nodded, relenting. "Ok," I said before I cleared my throat and shifted in my bed some more. "Thank you, Apollo. I do appreciate it and you."

Without thinking, I pressed a kiss to his cheek and instantly pulled away when he flinched and moved away from me, and I stared at him with wide eyes while he stared at me with the same look on his face.

My cheeks instantly grew red when a blush took over my face, and I couldn't help but stare at him with wide eyes. "Ummm... sorry, sorry," I said before I cleared my throat again and shifted on my bed while my cheeks turned a darker shade of red. "I didn't mean for that to happen. Excuse me."

And without waiting for a response from him, I got out of my bed and practically raced to the bathroom without grabbing me some clothes for after my shower because I wanted to get away from him so bad.

Oh, Gods what was he doing to me..?

Please, please make it stop before one of us gets hurt...

Because deep down, I knew that it was going to be me getting hurt in the end, and I did not know if I had the strength to survive that...