Every night. Every single night, for a week now. I've been waking up to Gabriella's blood curling screams. It's become a routine now. At exactly midnight, I would be startled awake by her shrilling screams.

I patter up the wooden stairs to Gabriella's bedroom. I open her door, slowly not to scare her.

"Brie?" I whisper.

Gabriella's head snaps up to look at me. Her eyes filled with horror and worry. Her blankets were tangled up in her legs, making her struggle to pry them off. I walk in and close her door behind me. Seeing me come twords her stops her squirming. I un-tangle the blankets from her, letting her sit up. As I start to put the covers back on her bed I feel her long, slender arms wrap around my waist. Quickly putting down the covers, I turn to face Brie.

"The night-mare again?"

I feel her nod against my chest. I pull away, just for a second to crawl into her bed. I pull her in and wrapped my arms around her petite frame. She wraps her arms around my neck, holding on for dear life. I rub my hands down her back and let her sob into my shirt. I honestly don't care if my shirt gets wet, I know I have to be there for her, because she was there for me.

Ever since my parents died in that car crash Brie has been there for me. Mostly because I live with her now, making her completely un-avoidable. Gabriella and I have always had a weird relationship. Her mom was my God-Mother, and my parents her God-Parents. We never "hung out" because we have different friends but I would always look out for her, from a distance though.

Anyways, after I got over my parents being gone, Brie broke down. At first I had no idea why, but then I realized that she never got to cope with it. She gets the same night mare every night, I remember the first night, when she described it to me.

**Brie's Dream**Gabriella's P.O.V.**

I'm sitting in the passenger seat of my car. My mom was driving and just as we were coming around a corner, a dark blue Audi cam speeding twords our car. The Audi swerved from side-to-side across the road. Then it collided with our car. I felt it, the impact, the car rolling over. I feel blood trickle down my forehead. I turn, and what I see chills me to the bone. My mother, knocked out, in the driver's seat. Her white blouse slowly turning a bright red. A giant shard of glass sticking out of her chest, making her lose a lot of blood. Her skin turning a ghostly shade of white. I cried applying pressure to her wound, trying to slow the bleeding...but it wasn't working. Then I made the mistake of turning to look at the other car, because there sitting in the driver's seat with blood gushing from his head, was Troy. *End of Dream**Troy's P.O.V.**

Gabriella's sobs slowed, her breathing calmed down, and she just snuggled against my chest. I stroked her cheek with my thumbs, kissing her forehead, whispering "it's okay" and "I'm right here" to her occasionally. She looked up at me. Her gorgeous dark brown eyes met my bright blue ones, filled with thankfulness.

"Thank you, Troy." She mumbled

"For what?" I asked frowning down at her

She rolled her eyes. "For this, for comforting me, for being there for me" She looked down

"Oh Brie. I will always be there okay? No matter what, I may not be the best at being affectionate but I will always be there." I said, taking her chin, forcing her to look at me. She nodded and kissed my cheek 'that's new' I thought

"Good night, Wildcat." She said snuggling into me.

"Night Brie." I said as I smiled at my nickname from her. She put her head against my shoulder and her right hand curled into my chest, her left still around my neck. I pulled her closer, wrapping my arms around her tightly. We lay there dozing off to sleep, on that Friday night, listening to each others breathing, thankful for each others presence, Untill the dawn broke through the sky.

Orange light illuminated Gabi's room as her mother, Maria, poked her head into her daughter's room. The sight of the two teenagers made her smile. She could tell by the sleeping smiles on their faces that they were going to be more than friends. 'let the emotional rollercoaster of love begin' she thought.