Nightmares and Comfort-
Kem screamed and twisted, trying to get away from the pain. Evil laughter sounded.
The darkness warped into a room. THE Room. The room where he has been tortured, where he was taken to get the injections, the room where all the pain began.
"STOP! PLEASE STOP!" Kem cried, more pain erupted through him and he cried harder.
"Not until I get what I want little one" the gratty voice purred.
"W-What Do Yo-You Want?!"
A masked face leaned close to his, "all in time, Emiaj"
Kem screamed as he sat up, tears ran down his face and onto the soft blanket. Sobs rocked his body as he brought his knees up and hugged them to his chest. The sound of Kem's room door opening caused him to hug himself even more and he started rocking himself. A slightly cold hand rested on the exposed skin on her back and began rubbing in circles. Soon Kem stopped crying.
"Do you want to talk about it?" The calm voice of his savior asked softly and moved to massaging Kem's' shoulders.
The 11-year-old boy looked up, where his voice generated from, before looking away and slightly blushed in embarrassment for getting caught crying. The boy blinked a few times.
"I..." Kem closed his eyes before shaking his head, he wasn't ready.
"It's alright, you do not need to talk if you don't want to"
Kem nodded and rested his head against Slade's chest.
"Would you like you to sleep with me tonight?" Slade questioned and Kem gave a small nod.
Slade gently picked the boy up bridal style. He carried him to his room and laid him on the bed. Kem curled up at the older man's side when he laid down and the elder wrapped his arm around the boy's small body.
"Good night Slade"
"Good night Kem"