Chapter 9// D R E A M

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Troye POV:
I saw jack laying down on a hospital bed and moving everywhere. All I know is that jack was drinking too much whine and fell on the ground. As I see jack sleeping on his bed, I turned my right to Connor. "I thought you hide my whines under the basement." I said while rubbing my eyes from the light. "Well I thought I did but he probably saw what I had." He said while giggling. "I wonder what's he having a nightmare about?" I said. I see a doctor coming out of jack room. "Jack well be fine, he just need some rest." Said the doctor while going to a different room. "I wonder what's Jacob is doing" I said to myself. "Ugh Dad I'm so tired." Jane said in a  sleepy voice. "There's another bed next to jack, you can sleep in." I said while showing her the bed next to jack. "Ok ima rest." Jane said while going inside to sleep on the other bed. I felt a buzz on my pants. It was my phone buzzing and it was a text message. I opened my phone and the text message was from Jacob. It said "Hey Troye, How is jack feeling?". I replied"he's doing fine and should be good tomorrow." I put my phone back to my pocket. "What was the text message Troye?" Connor said looking at me with a concern look on his face. "Oh it's just Jacob asking about jack." I said to Connor.
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Jack POV:
I woke up with a headache and my stomach is starting to hurt. I saw two shadows in front of me and they are holding something up to me. As my eyes were cleared to see, it was Connor and Dad. "Oh your awake." Troye said giving me a hug. "Wait, what happen?" I said with a confused look on my face. "Hold up how are you still alive?" I said looking shocked. "You were just having a nightmare son." He said while laughing off his ass. "You were moving a lot." Connor said smiling at me. That's crazy, I thought it was reality. I'm finally free my nightmare. I wonder if dad is still on tour. "When are we going home dad?" I said.
"Well I think tomorrow we have to go since your awake and feeling well." Troye said. As Troye and Connor left my room, I saw a postcard next to my desk.



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