Nightmare and Sweet Dreams
The hospital room was completely quiet, all except the wheezing of the young man in the bed. His body ached and was refusing to move. His body was matted with sweat. He groaned as the door opened and three white coated doctors stepped in. They surrounded his bed. He struggled as two of the doctors pinned him down. The third pulled out a syringe filled with yellow colored liquid.
"This will help cure you." He heard the doctor said.
How many times did he hear that? Each shot brought more pain then the last. He was barely able to move as it was. He tried to fight back with all the strength he had left. He yelped in pain as the syringe was plunged into his side.
His vision became blurry. The voices became murmurs until they stopped altogether. His eyes closed as if he fell asleep before being swallowed into complete darkness.
Ronald woke up. His eyes snapped widen open as he sat up with a start. His hair was matted with sweat. He tossed his robe on and walked into the kitchen.
The blond made himself a cup of coffee. He held the warm mug in his still shaking hands. He looked into the black, steaming cup with such focus that he didn't realize that his roommate had walked in. He had somewhat forgot that he had been sharing a flat with his supervisor, William T. Spears for the past few weeks.
He lowered his head even more, trying not to make eye contact with the oxford haired reaper before him.
"Good Morning, Mr. Knox." William said tying his robe completely around his waist.
Ronald remained silence for a second, before looking up to meet his supervisor's gaze.
"Mornin' boss." Ronald said with a fake smile.
He hoped that Will didn't see through it, despite his hands shaking.
"So ya have the day off too?" He asked, before taking a sip of the black coffee.
William nodded and eyed the blond with interest. He noticed something different in the young reaper's attitude today. Before he knew it Ronald placed the mug down and disappeared into his room.
Ronald slammed the door behind him and pressed his back against it. His nails dug into the painted wood as he tried to stay upright. He closed his eyes, only to see the needle again. The doctors' calm faces as if nothing would happen. The blond found himself sliding down to the floor. He could still feel the unspeakable pain and aching of his body.
Ronald was so deep in his painful memories that he didn't notice Will walk in.
William stood widen eyed as he saw Ronald curled up into a ball in the corner of the room. He carefully made his way to the blond as if approaching a wild animal. The young reaper's head laid on his knees. He shook terribly as if he was just plunged into ice-cold water. Will could see Ronald's lips move but could barely make out the words.
"The horrible nightmare..." Ronald stumbled about his words as he shook.