TITLE: alone in the dark
AUTHOR: Kichi
PAIRING (if applicable): N/A
RATING: PG
WARNINGS: angst
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SUMMARY: some things only come out at
night, but sometimes, being alone in the dark
makes facing them easier.
WORDS: 308
He sat up with a
gasp, his eyes darting back and forth in fear, his hands clawing at
his throat as though he was fighting
suffocation.
He saw nothing,
but knew that nothing had woken him. He awoke by himself, the
only escape from the dream that
continually haunted him. He didn’t have the dream every
night, but for the past year or
two he had it at least twice a month.
He dreamt of
Frieza beating him until his bones shattered, and that naked, clammy
tail that had wound around his throat
and slowly strangled him.
His chest heaved
as he sought to regain his breath and rein in his emotions. It
had
been so real! He had tasted his own
blood! His hand slowly rose to his lips and then he drew
back his shaking hand, but saw
nothing in the pale moonlight. He shivered and his eyes c
lenched shut as he fought a wave of
fear.
He didn’t want to
go back to sleep, but he was exhausted, what else could he do?
He could not get up and train, he had
only quit a few hours ago and that was only after he had
nearly fainted from exhaustion.
He had been pushing himself to his limits, and he had to have
time for his body to rest.
Reluctantly he lay
back down, shifting until he was comfortable. He would fall
asleep and the dream would continue
where it had left off and he would wake, nearly
screaming. He detested it, and
the fear it generated. His only salvation lay in the fact that he
was alone and everyone else was
asleep. No one knew that he dreamt of things that reduced
him to a whimpering wretch. The
night hid his inadequacies and weakness form everyone.
He shivered under
the blankets and closed his eyes.
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