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the rainforest hot and humid , drops of sweat dripping along your neck . shots firing , echoing in a continuous chorus in your ears . your gun clasped between your fingers , preparing for the worst . people are dying before your eyes , it's unlike anything you've ever seen before . all you wanna do is go home to your brothers , to take a hot shower , to curl up into your bed and sleep for the whole day . you couldn’t even remember what you were fighting for , all you knew is that you needed to go back home .
your head is throbbing , you hear a loud BOOM and everything goes black .
you wake up in a cold sweat , all the blood drained from your face . your ears are ringing and you don’t know where you are , all you know is that hot salty tears are streaming down your cheeks , spilling from your once lively and dancing mid - brown colored eyes . and they just keep coming . you stifle out a sob , noticing that nobody is in the white bed next to you .
suddenly , the door creeks open and a figure that you cant quite make out steps in , it turns on the light and then , you see him .
“ doll , what’s wrong ? what happened ? “ his voice is smooth like honey and laced with the sweet sound of concern .
you take a shaky breath and work up the willpower to answer . “ it’s nothing , dally - im fine , im just fine . “
you wipe your tears with the palm of your hand , but then he takes it and rubs his thumb against it .
“ nightmare ? “
“ how did you know ? “ you let out a playful chuckle , attempting to loosen his concern and lighten the mood .
the ice in his eyes breaks , and then he slightly smiles . “ because i know you well enough to know that somethings wrong , you were just asleep n ‘ then ya woke up n ‘ started cryin ‘ . what else could it be , really ? “ he says , his new york accent slightly thickening .
“ i dunno . “
the room fell silent , the sense of everything at once and nothing at all at the same exact time . its deafening , to say the least .
it feels like forever until one of you speak up , but its only a minute or so . “ i want ta ‘ help you . . “
“ help me with what ? im fine , dal . . just a bit shaken up . “
“ you didn’t deserve to get drafted and you most certainly don’t deserve any after effects either , you didnt do anything wrong n ‘ then you were thrown inta ‘ that . . place . “
“ i know , but its whatever . you need ta ‘ quit worryin ‘ about me . i’ll figure it out myself . i swear , ponyboy transfered those nightmares ta ‘ me . . “
next thing you know , you and dallys tounges are intertwined and you’re caught in a passionate kiss . you want him and he wants you and hes your only sense of refuge from the ever burning memories of what you saw & endured in the war .
you wish that you could kiss him forever .