Scream:A ScarletAmerica fanfic

Nightmares

My scream pierces the silent air. The sound of lights flicking on, the soft urgent thud of footsteps. My door bursts open. Steve runs in with Bucky(with a fire extinguisher, last time my dreams were this bad I accidentally set fire to my room) and Natasha. "Are you ok?" Steve asks. He looks worried. I stumble to find some words. "Y-yeah I think so. Sorry they just.... haven't been this bad in a while." Steve walks over and sits on the bed beside me. He looks at me with a kind but stern expression "Are. You. Ok" Then the tears come. Steve wraps his arms around me. I cry even harder. "What happened?" He asks. How can I tell him? I saw him die. Shot three times right through the heart. I can't tel anyone. That would basically be admitting that I lo...like Steve. "Hey. Hey, it's ok. You're safe." Yes I am, but it's not myself that I'm worried about. It's him. What if my nightmare comes true? "It will be ok. You'll be ok" 'No! No! Don't go!' My brain is screaming. 'What if they come for you?' "You should get some sleep", Natasha says. The door closes.......