Chapter 10

Dougie's P.O.V

I ran through the long winding hallway as fast as I could, trying my hardest to get away from the huge, shadow-like figure that was calling my name. I could here it catching up to me, it's footsteps getting closer and closer, it's voice getting louder and louder. "Come here, Dougie!" It called again and again, sweat ran down my face as well a few hot tears that were caused by nothing but fear. I couldn't breathe because I had been running from the figure non-stop for what felt like hours, looking for a way out of the corridor but not able to find one, from what I could see, it went on for miles and miles. I looked behind me briefly and saw that the figure was right at my heels so I sped up. All of a sudden, I smacked in to something hard and fell to the floor, I had hit a dead end, there was no way out. I looked up in to the eyes of the figure who had been pursuing me and knew immediately who it was. "D-dad." I nervously spoke. "You're no son of mine." He laughed evily before grabbing me by the shoulders and shaking me roughly while screaming my name. I yelled out for help but no one heard because my dad's screams were drowning out all other noises. "DOUGIE! DOUGIE!" He shook me even harder and then...

I woke up quickly to find Danny sat at the side of me, shaking me and shouting my name, probably to wake me up from the horrible dream I had just had. My fringe was clinging to my forehead because of sweat, which was also all over my chest and back, causing the bed sheets to stick to my body. "God Dougs. You scared me." Danny sighed a sigh of relief before smiling at me.

Danny's P.O.V

Dougie woke me up at about 2am because he was screaming out for help in his sleep. I didn't like it because he sounded like he was having a really bad dream and I didn't want him to be frightened so I started to shake him, to wake him up. "DOUGIE! DOUGIE!" I called, he awoke with a start. "God Dougs. You scared me." I sighed and then smiled at him, happy he was ok. "Sorry Danny. I just had a bad dream." I felt the need to ask him what it was about even though I knew who it would probably be about. "What was it about?" I asked. "My dad." I wanted more information really but he still seemed pretty shaken up about it so I decided I would forget about it for now. "Do you want to sleep in my bed with me for the rest of the night?" Dougie nodded sleepily before getting up and crawling to my bed beside me. I put my arm around him slowly, avoiding his bruise and realised how I could feel how thin his skin was and easy it was to feel all of he bones on his rib cage, he was scarily skinny. My mind immediately traced back to lunch time when he was weary about eating his sandwich and I realised that he did actually have some kind of eating disorder like I suspected. "Dougs?" I asked him, wondering if he had fallen asleep yet because his breating had gone really deep. "Yeah?" He replied. "You need to start eating more." I told him, suprised at how straight I was being. "Huh?" He asked, sitting up suddenly because he was probably surprised by my outburst. "I said you need to start eating more." He turned his head towards me. "I don't know what you mean." I tried to catch his eye but he was looking away nervously. "Come on, Dougs. You're stick thin and I've never seen you eat apart from when I forced you to have that sandwich at lunch today." He looked in to my eyes last night and began to explain. "I do eat. Just not that often. I'm so used to not eating much in a day that if I eat much, I end up puking it back up again right after." I was happy with how straight forward he was being with me but I was still concerned because I knew that this problem would take much more than just sleeping somewhere else for him to overcome it. "Please promise me that you will eat as much as you can Dougie. I don't care how much you are sick because of it. You are going to get better." I told him. "Thanks Danny." He told me and then he snuggled up in to me while I put my arm around him. After a few minutes, I heard him snoring lightly, obviously fast asleep once again so I leaned forward and planted a kiss on his forhead before falling asleep myself, holding him in my arms.