*Beta'd by sendtherain
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4. I Am Feeling Sad
It wakes me up in the middle of the night, this overwhelming feeling of sadness. The date is coming. It's practically inevitable. Barry, the love of my life, is going to disappear, never to return.
It feels so wrong. He's so young. We're so young. I can hardly take the sadness overwhelming me at losing him this final time, this forever goodbye. Tears slip down my cheeks, and before I know it, I'm shaking.
Barry senses this. He always does. He's roused from his sleep and turns to look at me.
"Iris?" he calls out, his voice still groggy from sleep.
"Barry," I return, my bottom lip trembling, tears in my voice.
His eyes open slowly, not in a flash. He's tired, and I feel bad for waking him.
He doesn't ask if I'm okay or what's wrong. He simply whispers, "C'mere," and shifts closer to me so I don't have to go far.
He kisses my forehead and then the side of my face, my cheeks, the corner of my lips, and then he nuzzles me, and I sigh contentedly. The future is scary, and I'm afraid. But in his arms like this, I am safe.
