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It was late in the night. The clock was hard to read from my bed, or maybe its just the darkness creeping up into my pupils. i finaly got up, putting on a pair of slippers i owned and walked lazily towards the clock with half my brain still asleep.
**1:43 AM.**
Andrew... why are you sleeping so peacefully.
Slowly without a creak, i open the door. going towards Andrew on the floor...
Andrew... tossing and turning, the beads of sweat forming on your skin, the way those tears are falling down on your cheek like a leaf after the rain. Id love to know what they taste like Andrew. your whimpering in the thin sheet of a blanket i gracefully gave you, but you're still shivering...
**You're so fucking ungrateful Andrew, trying to make me pity you. It wont work Andrew you still need me after all, ill only give you the bare minimum because you don't need anything else. **
**You only need me. **
"Mggghhh...." (Andrew tilting his head up. Wiping away any dried tears left from his nightmare)
Shit. He woke up and im staring at him like a creep
"Ivan...? What are you doing?"
"Stop asking what i'm doing in my own home, you should be grateful i am even checking up on you... i heard you cry in your sleep" Ivan giving a pitiful look at Andrew holding his shoulder with one arm "what's going on?" Ivan always felt better when he was the one comforting Andrew... sweet Andrew he looked so miserable when he had nightmares, he loved the feeling of Andrew talking to him about his worries.
"i-i had a nightmare. Sorry if i woke you up *Sniff* it just got bad..." Andrew looked away, that din't help either way. The nightmare was already holding his shoulder but he couldn't say it to his face... could he?
. . .
Ivan had gotten up from his knees letting go off Andrews shoulder, Andrew couldn't see it but Ivan gave him that look.
. . .
The sounds of a drawer being opened with a thud at the end, everything inside slightly rattling.
. . .
Ivan walking back, feeling like it took an eternity to get to Andrew
Andrew stiffened up, quickly getting up to his feet standing infront of Ivan who was holding a **Knife**
"I-IVAN! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Andrews body became a waterfall of anxiety sweat and perhaps tears, already welling up slightly at the bottom of his eyes. "IVAN PLEASE IM SORRY I-I DIN'T MEAN TOO ITS NOT ABOUT YOU I SWEAR PLEASE ILL STOP CRYING, JUST PLEASE PUT THE KNIFE DOWN." trying to not shout and wake up the neighbours, but they couldn't care less if Andrew died in the hallways. Nobody will bother to call the police.
*Thud*
Andrew looked surprised but still a puff of relief came out. "I- thank you Ivan, thank for list-"
"Pick up the knife."
Andrew dint think he heard him right
"What?" still trying to decide he wanted to sound relief from Ivan dropping the knife... or the fact that Ivan had asked him to do that.
"Pick up the knife Andrew. i am your nightmare right? you cry out of fear every time you see, you try to maintain your distance from me like ill spread a plague onto your family, but you have nobody else Andrew. No one would care if they found you in a alley with your throat slit open. No one would care if they heard your agonising scream. Do you know why? because i care Andrew"
Andrew hand't realise he had picked up the knife. Ivan is getting to close to him he was backed up onto the wall. Arms and legs trembling, breathing out of sync. Andrew was already crying, sobbing even he couldn't stop it he was to scared, but he could end it all... he has the knife...
"Just get it over with Andrew, stab right in the heart Andrew make sure you hit it dead center. Because to me it seems that you want the person who gave you a home, gave you a purpose, gave you **Meaning** to your small pitiful life, and i decided to take that chance, i decided you were worth it. Because *i love you* Andrew, why cant you see that?"
Andrew dropped to his knees sobbing holding his face with his hands...
Ivan, rubbing he's back
. . .
Why was Andrew crying, he was only trying to prove a point that he should be grateful... yes *grateful*
"Oh, don't cry now, it's ok Andrew, **I Forgive You**
Andrew was now crying onto Ivans shoulder
You will always need me Andrew
And
**I need you Andrew**