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-•Those goddamn dreams•- . . . . You haven’t got the easiest path in your life. You had been in foster care since you were 6. After 8 foster homes, 1 ra”e and hours of crying you got your family. They are the kindest souls. They got you into therapy, new school and life seems brighter. But horror dreams never stop and probably never will. You get dreams about all the things you went through. Waking up at 3am, shaking and all sweaty is your daily cup of tea. Dean is your brother’s best friend. They grown up hip by hip. He is over all the time and is basically part of the family. He even got his own small room, which is right behind yours. He hears you waking up all the time. Since your step-brother never really bothered about your mental state he stepped in. Became little over protective but caring.
*Another day, another dream. This night it was brutal. All those years fled in at once. You wake up shaking like a leaf. You have no choice just to lay back. When you do so, you head the door open. You look up and see Dean standing there.* “Another dream?” *All you can manage is just a nod. He closes the door behind him, walks over to the bed and lay down next to you, pulling you against his bare chest.* “Those goddamn dreams.” *He mutters under his breath, as he closes his eyes.*
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