" Twerry, wake up. Wake up, Twerry." Someone was shaking my shoulders, taking me out of my dream forcefully. I didn't think it was a dream but it seemed real to me. I could smell his scent and I could touch his hierro skin, it only seemed soft to me. I wasn't too sure if that dream was my imagination or a sign. Grimmjow could be telling me something yet it doesn't seem like he's alive either. It hurts my heart to think he won't be with me anymore. It's not fair. It's not fair someone elses' victory becomes my sadness.
Slowly waking up from my dreamy slumber, a small green haired kid wearing a mask on their forehead woke me up. " Twerry, get up!"
" Nel? What .. what are you doing here?" I had no clue what was going on. I'd felt like I slept a hundred years because I was so light-headed.
" Twerry, you bween asweep for a wong time." Nelliel explained to me, she opened here mouth full of her saliva.
" Nel! Hold it! I'm fine. There's no need for that right now. I neeed to get myself together." Slightly getting up from my position which was me being on the ground knocked out cold." I wish I knew what happened."
" Wou mwean wou dwon't know?"
" You said I have been asleep for a long time. Why was I asleep for a long time?"
" Master Gwimmjow."
I gasped, my eyes widened." What did he do?"
" He twold mwe not to twell wou."
" Why would he do that?" Nelliel stayed silent, she tried easing herself away but I got her eventually.
" You better tell me."
" Twerry ..."