It was almost three in the morning and Gary Smith was awoken from a restless sleep by a loud scream "The fuck!" He yells startled. Looking around for the source of noise.
Low and behold over in the next bed little Peter Kowalski was thrashing around in his bed crying out for somebody, anybody.
"Oi, Femme-Boy, you okay?" Garry grunts at him, no yawner "God I'm going to have to wake you up aren't I?" When he didn't get an answer, he sighed, "You stupid pussy," and promptly stumbled over to Petey. "Oi, Petey," He yells in his ear, Petey still continues to thrash and cry out.
Gary began to shake Petey lightly on the shoulder "Hey, fag get up!" now that got him up.
"G-Gary what are you doing?" Petey whimpered
"You were having a nightmare, and kept me from sleeping." Gruff, mean and to the point, that who Gary was.
"Oh, s-sorry," Timid little Petey mummers.
"Whatever." and just as he was about to get up and leave he felt a small hand latch onto his night shirt. "The hell Femme-Boy?!".
"p-please don't leave me alone?" Petey really wasn't sure if he was really serious or not about letting the raging psychopath sleep with him but, he was truly scared. "Please?" That was the first time Petey ever looked Gary in the eyes and Gary could see the mortal terror.
"... Fine," Gary sat next to Petey on the bed and laid down.
"Night Gary," Petey whispered and closed his eyes and fell to sleep, Gary on the other hand could do anything but, he needed to say something to the younger boys sleeping body, but he needed to make sure he, was, asleep, by quarter after four Gary was sure he was asleep.
"Petey, you'll never know this but, your not the only one who has nightmares, or the only one who will spend hours listening to the soft sound of your breathing, but mostly Petey, you'll never know how much I love you." and just before he closes his eyes he swears he hears a 'I love you too Gary.'. But he's just tiered, right?