Life After...
Chapter 5
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At the same time as the loud explosion, Carlos sprang up in bed, the word 'no' still echoing about the empty apartment. He was covered in sweat. Eyes wide, breathing hard, he looked around the room almost hoping that the explosion was real this time. But, he knew that it wasn't - it was just his memory of that afternoon coming back to haunt him again.
He got out of bed and walked out into the kitchen to get a glass of water, his heartbeat starting to return to normal. He looked around the apartment and saw that Ty was still not home. Already knowing the answer, he looked at the clock and saw that it was 2:30 in the morning. He shook his head and smirked slightly. "Always the same time," he thought to himself. He'd been having the dream at the same time every night since Alex died.
He finished the glass of water and started back to his room as he heard Ty's key in the door. Ty closed the door and turned to see Carlos standing in the middle of the room.
"What? Again?" Ty asked him. As much as he'd been angry at Sully for interfering in his life, he had to admit that talking about what was bothering him with his Mom had helped him accept that Alex had died. Oh, he was still sad. And, he still thought about her every day, but he'd somehow learned to think about only the good things - the time they'd spent together and how much fun they'd had. Now he looked at his friend and remembered the first time he'd had the dream. The loud scream that had come from Carlos' room had brought Ty running. He knew that he was embarrassed by it, but Ty urged him to talk to someone. But, Carlos insisted that he had it under control, so he lied.
"What? Oh, no. Not for a while. I guess I'm just used to getting up for a glass of water now at 2:30 in the morning. I have to break that habit, I guess," he lied. "Late night at work?" he said, changing the subject.
"Yeah, there was a big brawl over at that bar by the college. We ended up arresting like 25 people and it took forever with the paperwork," Ty explained, not believing Carlos' story about getting up tonight.
"Oh, sounds like a fun time for all," Carlos joked. "Well, g'night. I've got class tomorrow," he said, heading off to his room.
"Carlos?" Ty called after him and Carlos stopped and turned to face him, with that look of 'just leave me alone' all over his face.
"Never mind. G'night," Ty said and Carlos turned and disappeared into his room, closing the door behind him.
Carlos climbed back into bed and stared up at the ceiling, waiting for sleep to come again. At least he knew that he wouldn't dream about it again tonight. It seemed that it only occurred the one time and then he slept soundly for the rest of the night. He'd give it another week and if he was still having trouble, he'd maybe go talk to someone. Maybe.
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TBC...
Chapter 5
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At the same time as the loud explosion, Carlos sprang up in bed, the word 'no' still echoing about the empty apartment. He was covered in sweat. Eyes wide, breathing hard, he looked around the room almost hoping that the explosion was real this time. But, he knew that it wasn't - it was just his memory of that afternoon coming back to haunt him again.
He got out of bed and walked out into the kitchen to get a glass of water, his heartbeat starting to return to normal. He looked around the apartment and saw that Ty was still not home. Already knowing the answer, he looked at the clock and saw that it was 2:30 in the morning. He shook his head and smirked slightly. "Always the same time," he thought to himself. He'd been having the dream at the same time every night since Alex died.
He finished the glass of water and started back to his room as he heard Ty's key in the door. Ty closed the door and turned to see Carlos standing in the middle of the room.
"What? Again?" Ty asked him. As much as he'd been angry at Sully for interfering in his life, he had to admit that talking about what was bothering him with his Mom had helped him accept that Alex had died. Oh, he was still sad. And, he still thought about her every day, but he'd somehow learned to think about only the good things - the time they'd spent together and how much fun they'd had. Now he looked at his friend and remembered the first time he'd had the dream. The loud scream that had come from Carlos' room had brought Ty running. He knew that he was embarrassed by it, but Ty urged him to talk to someone. But, Carlos insisted that he had it under control, so he lied.
"What? Oh, no. Not for a while. I guess I'm just used to getting up for a glass of water now at 2:30 in the morning. I have to break that habit, I guess," he lied. "Late night at work?" he said, changing the subject.
"Yeah, there was a big brawl over at that bar by the college. We ended up arresting like 25 people and it took forever with the paperwork," Ty explained, not believing Carlos' story about getting up tonight.
"Oh, sounds like a fun time for all," Carlos joked. "Well, g'night. I've got class tomorrow," he said, heading off to his room.
"Carlos?" Ty called after him and Carlos stopped and turned to face him, with that look of 'just leave me alone' all over his face.
"Never mind. G'night," Ty said and Carlos turned and disappeared into his room, closing the door behind him.
Carlos climbed back into bed and stared up at the ceiling, waiting for sleep to come again. At least he knew that he wouldn't dream about it again tonight. It seemed that it only occurred the one time and then he slept soundly for the rest of the night. He'd give it another week and if he was still having trouble, he'd maybe go talk to someone. Maybe.
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TBC...