A/N: I wrote this little piece awhile ago and thought: "Why not post it?" It's nothing special, but I would still like if you told me what you think of it.

Disclaimer: Not mine. Aint it always that way?

EVERYTHING

You dream. Not those usual dreams that you had when you were a child, they're not about pink ponies and lollypops and just pure happiness. No, it's more like the exact opposite, or at least you know that in reality it is. It's about him, it always is. And deep down, really deep down, you know there's nothing pure about him.

He's smiling that usual Cassidy smile, his eyes full of joy and love, but there's something hidden behind it, you can sense it, but not really see it. It's all too fresh in your mind. That night not so long ago feels like yesterday, and yesterday feels like today and you know tomorrow will be no different. It scares you, because even though you want this boy to stay, you don't want to be frozen in this universe, away from the real world. One day, you would like it to stop hurting so much, and you want to be able to move on. Away from him and all those silly dreams you still have about the two of you.

You're completely aware of the fact that you're dreaming, but it still feels too real, too meant to be, so you try to reach him. A simple lift of your hands and you can almost feel his skin on your skin. Both so soft, so pale, so alike that it's almost scary. But he moves back, his feet not actually moving, but somehow he's out of reach. Even as you try to stretch further, he becomes smaller and smaller, nothing more than a small unimportant dot. And then he's completely gone.

And you're suddenly awake, shivering all over, and you hate him. Not because he raped your best friend or what he did to all those people, not because he in fact is a psycho killer, but because he left you again. Only this time you're in your clothes, in your own room, on your own floor. But the floor is just as cold and it hurts just as much.