"Bo!" Curtis was pounding on the bathroom door.
"I'm in the shower!" Bo shouted back.
He shook his head and felt annoyed. Curtis could hear the water running so he knew Bo was in the shower. What could be so damn important to be disturbing him now? Sometimes he hated living in a house with other wrestlers but that was just how things were when they were trying to make it in the top company of the world. As newcomers of NXT they got a room in one of their houses and along with that came roommates, both the good ones and the annoying ones.
"Your girl is having a nightmare again!" Curtis shouted.
"Shit!" Bo hissed.
He turned off the water, grabbed a towel, threw it around his crotch fast, grabbed his boxers and stormed out of the door.
"You couldn't have woken her up, you inconsiderate fuck?" He growled as he passed Curtis.
"Not my girl, not my problem," Curtis said.
"She's not my girl either, you idiot!" Bo shouted as he ran down the hallway.
Hannah and Bo were nothing but friends and none of them had any interest in becoming anything more than that. They had taken a liking in each other from the first day they met and their friendship had quickly blossomed. She had nightmares from time to time and Bo was the only person in the house who knew what they were about. Their rooms were next to each other so he could hear her through the wall when she started whimpering and he would always run in to wake her up and spend the rest of the night with her. She would always leave her door half open so he could hear her if he was anywhere else in the house as well.
She can't breathe. It's cold and scary and she's under it. No matter how hard she tries, she can't get up. She watches them look down at her from their position on the cliff. They are laughing, mocking her as she's slowly sinking. He comes into view, standing in front of them. She reaches her hand up, hoping he'll save her, but he just stands there with cruel eyes, looking down at her as if she's nothing. Her own boyfriend is part of this. A sick little smile starts spreading on his face.
"Seth!" She screams but immetiately regrets opening her mouth as she swallows a lot of water.
"Hannah, wake up!" Bo shook her.
She flew up as many times before, clutching on to him tightly while she buried her face in the crook of his neck, crying like always when he pulled her out of the nightmare. He knew it was the same as always. The nightmare never changed.
"He watched me drown," she cried.
"Ssh, it was just a bad dream," he soothed her.
"Why did he do it?" A question she had asked many times.
"I don't know," he answered.
He knew it wasn't just a nightmare. It was a memory. Four years ago she almost drowned, or technically she drowned and got rescued in time. The bullies that always tormented her had grabbed her, dragged her up on a small cliff and thrown her in the ocean, well knowing she couldn't swim. As if things weren't bad enough, her boyfriend Seth had been there but instead of helping, he had been standing there with the bullies, watching her drown. He had been part of it. She couldn't remember anything after that since she swallowed too much water and had passed out. She knew her father happened to pass by and had gotten her out of the water just in time and she had woken up in the hospital later in the day. She had never seen Seth or any of the bullies again and a month later her parents had moved them all out of town. That was four years ago and she had never been back to that place but the memory still haunted her.
"You're wet," She looked down his body. "And in a towel. Shit, did I drag you out of the shower?"
"It's okay. I was done," he said.
"Was I that loud that you could hear me out there?" She asked.
"No, Curtis came to get me. Now, lie down and close your eyes while I get back in my boxers," he chuckled.
She lied down and turned to her side so her back was against him. He dried himself quickly and put his boxers on before climping under the duvet to join her. He wrapped an arm around her to protect her like many times before.