Dream Catcher L.P

15

" I think you should tell him, it concerns you " Harry shook his head.

Apparently, Liam had texted him. Ugh.

He exited the room without even letting me talk. How was I suppose to tell Liam without Harry by my side? He knows it... Why would he leave?

I watched Harry's tall figure disappear down the hallway, and I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to contain myself from screaming.

" Well uhm "I started speaking, and my throat felt dry.

" Take your time " He said reassuringly and I exhaled deeply, closing my eyes.

I wasn't even planning on giving him a detailed answer, yet, a lump in my throat was still present.

" Well Every Night... " I started speaking, my voice cracking a bit.

" When I go to sleep " I continued, the air getting thicker every second. Liam was the first person who was about to know, who wasn't involved with me in any type of way.

He nodded, watching me with a solemn expression on his face, waiting for me to continue.

" When I go to sleep, I... I live in a dystopia " I said, trying to muster up correct words to use.

He furrowed his eyebrows and I shook my head, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath once again.

" I have nightmares every single night because of my past, and they scare me so much. I wake up in the AM everyday because I saw something disturbing. It has been going on for a few years now, and I'm really sick of it. I don't know what to do. Sometimes I feel like it isn't worth it anymore and " I took a deep breath, my eyes widening. I was blabbering, without even noticing.

Liam was watching me as if I was a math exam, as if he was trying to figure me out.

" I'm guessing you're not ready to tell me where those nightmares come from? "

" What the hell do you want from me?! What did I ever do to you?! " I yelled to the man that had already ruined everything from me.

" They're going to come and find you! And you're going to fxcking rot in jail! " I screamed once more, anger and desperation getting the best of me, tears streaming down my cheeks.

But he just laughed.

He laughed cruelly.

" Oh darling. You're stuck here. Now that you're with me, you'll never have anyone to look after you anymore. No one to take care of you, spoil you, love you. "

I grimaced at his words, more tears flowing down my face. Maybe he was right.

I shook my head, the lump in my throat coming back once again.

" The other day... I... I saw scars on your wrist, did you do it yourself? " he frowned, and I violently shook my head once again. It seemed like it was all I could do in the moment.

" I have been through pain Liam. Unexplainable pain, pain that no one ever seems to understand, and I would never want to bring it upon myself again."
And this time, I let the tears flow out.

Liam immediately lunged toward me, enveloping my small body into his long arms, which somehow felt comforting. It felt like Harry.

Liam was such a caring person. He probably pitied me. Every one does. Even Harry. He pities me, but I know that he has been through trauma too, and we both love each other.

I just want someone to bring my past aside. To love me. But how can someone love me if I fear it? I thought, and so I sobbed in his chest, feeling something familiar : the feeling of knowing you are hopeless.

Crying was normal. Humans cry. Crying is something I have done lots of times. I still do, and I don't care. Because it's all I can ever do anyway. I'm weak.
And I'll always be.