Tagged by @vowel-in-thug ❤
This is from the angst shit I can’t let go and still don’t if I’m going to post, but I keep picking at it one sentence restructuring at a time…
Wisps of the dream curl around him like smoke. He leans heavily against the table, bent over with his hands planted firmly on the wooden surface, his eyes staring sightlessly ahead. When he closes them again, he sees James, as he always appears to John of late, his body riddled with bullets, broken and bloody, his hands shackled, his eyes staring accusingly just before they go lifeless. John shakes the imagine off as he stands back up. He hopes that this time his screams haven’t woken half the camp, or rather that they hadn’t woken one person in particular. Those hopes are dashed minutes later when Madi enters quietly, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, her heavily pregnant belly sticking out through the gap in the fabric.
“You’re dreaming of him again.”
John can only nod, his jaw clenched, his throat still too tight for words. He hears her sigh as she moves closer to him. “Why won’t you go to him? You know where he is. He wouldn’t turn you away.” Her voice is soft and soothing, gentle in a way that he doesn’t deserve. Part of him wishes he could go back. Back to before he realized what James meant to him. Back to before he’d betrayed her trust. Back to before he thought he’d be able to live without James. Back to before he had lost everything that meant something to him
I’m not tagging anyone, every person I follow has been tagged. Do it if you have something you wanna share because we all wanna see it.