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Apollo's Cabin
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Stephanie
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Jan 28, 2014 01:26PM
She dreamt she was running through a dark forest, hearing howls and screams.
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He shifted slightly, burying his face in her neck as he slept dreamlessly.
She tried to focus on Tyler but failed. "Hello?" she heard a weak voice say.
He pulled her closer, sinking into the bed.
"Anyone there?" she called in her dream. "Come. Please." the person rasped.
He turned on his side, readjusting his arms around her.
She walked forward hesitantly and saw someone or something covered completely by a black blanket.
He opened his eyes, blinking and looked around. He sat up, careful not to jostle her, and sat back against the wall, rubbing his eyes.
"T-take it off." the person forced her. She paused then ripped it off, doing the same in real life.
He glanced down at her, taking her hand loosely. He got out of bed and pushed the blankets back over her before walking towards the bathroom to get some water.
She looked down and saw a mixture of a fury and a vaulter. She screamed when it jumped at her and ran away because she no longer had her weapons. Sleep walking, she got out of bed and ran to the door.
He spun around, watching her for a moment before going after her. He blocked her from getting to the door and shook her shoulder gently. "Stevie."
In her dream, a huge wall appeared in front of her and she pounded on it... doing the same to Tyler. "Out..." she said sleepily.
He wrapped his arms around her, picking her up and carrying her back to the bed.
Tons of vines grabbed her, pulling her away. She kicked trying to get free, "Help!" she said in her dream and in real life.
He set her down on the bed, looking at her in concern. He shook her shoulders gently. "Stevie, wake up."
She flipped off the bed landing on the floor. In her dream the vines dropped her right in front of the thing.
He knelt down next to her, helping her up again. He shook her slightly harder. "Stevie, wake up!"
"No, no, no..." she said in both realities, backing away.
"Please," he said softly, picking her up and setting her on the bed. "Come on, wake up."
The monster was about to strike, but she woke up gasping. "W-what happened?"
He sighed in relief, hugging her close. "Are you okay?" He asked softly, kissing her forehead.
"Did you have a bad dream?" He asked, not letting go of her.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" He offered, gently. "Or we can just sit for a while, talk about other things. You had me scared there."
((Sorry for disappearing. I've been really busy all week.))
"Just sit and talk." she said sighing. ((It's okay :) ))
He nodded, pulling back slightly. He sat against the wall, rearranging the blankets, and pulled her into his lap. "You comfy?"
She leaned on him, "Yes. Are you?"
She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to push away the dream from her head.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close to him. "Are you okay?" He asked softly, resting his head against her shoulder.
"I think so." she admitted quietly. "Just... a bit shocked."
He nodded, starting to stroke her hair gently. "Yeah, it was just a dream though. You're okay here."
She nodded, "It was just so realistic."
He nodded again. "Yeah, you were moving around and stuff. Was it bad?"
"Ya, there was this... thing after me."
He pulled her closer, hugging her close. "Don't think about it," he suggested, kissing her neck. "Unless you think talking about it will help."
She shook her head, "I really don't feel like talking about it."
He nodded in agreement, smiling softly at her. "Then just focus on me," he replied, kissing her neck again gently. "You can talk about other stuff."
"Wanna play 20 questions?" she asked smiling gently at him.
"Sure," he agreed, smiling back at her. "You start though."
"Okay um..." she tapped her chin. "Who is your celebrity crush?"
"Jennifer Lawrence," he admitted, smiling shyly. "Does Audrey Hepburn count though? What about yours?"
She shrugged, "I don't know. Maybe Logan Lerman? I really liked 'the Perks' as you know, so I guess him. I'm not into famous people."
He grinned smugly. "Good, I'd hate to have competition," he replied, smirking at her.
"Hmm, who was your very first crush, while we're on the topic?" He asked, smiling at her.
"I don't know... I think it was a boy in my six grade class who treated me as an equal rather then an outsider. I always thought of him as a friend until after he danced with me at a dance. Some of the jocks were making fun of me, he stood up for me... The year after he moved and I never saw him again."
