She was in her own room now and Alex's jacket was grasped tightly in her fingers as she tossed and turned within her bed. There was so much on her mind and it was like every worry that she pushed to the side decided to come to her and haunt her in her sleep.
Her heart raced as tears leaked from her closed eyes. A scream rippled from her lips as she woke. Her hand went to her chest and she knew that one of the crewmates near her must have heard her. She was only in her underwear so she slipped on Alex's jacket, grabbed her belt and bag and walked from her room before anyone could check on her. She felt herself shaking as she walked barefooted through the ship.
Yuna wasn't paying attention to where she was going as she walked quickly away from her nightmares. She couldn't calm herself down and fresh tears spilled from her eyes. She looked up from her wanderings and found herself standing in front of Alex's door. Why had she come here? She didn't even know if he was in his room. She gently rested her head on his door trying to stifle her tears and racing heart before knocking. It was only this morning that they talked. Should she really be asking him for comfort now? Could anyone else really comfort her anymore?
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carisma_sensei
Nightmares
Date: 2014-12-21 09:46 pm (UTC)Her heart raced as tears leaked from her closed eyes. A scream rippled from her lips as she woke. Her hand went to her chest and she knew that one of the crewmates near her must have heard her. She was only in her underwear so she slipped on Alex's jacket, grabbed her belt and bag and walked from her room before anyone could check on her. She felt herself shaking as she walked barefooted through the ship.
Yuna wasn't paying attention to where she was going as she walked quickly away from her nightmares. She couldn't calm herself down and fresh tears spilled from her eyes. She looked up from her wanderings and found herself standing in front of Alex's door. Why had she come here? She didn't even know if he was in his room. She gently rested her head on his door trying to stifle her tears and racing heart before knocking. It was only this morning that they talked. Should she really be asking him for comfort now? Could anyone else really comfort her anymore?