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Note: Back to Bobby's POV.
CHAPTER: 5
There was a loud groan that filled the dark room. It came from Bobby. His aging form was protesting at the position he was in, so he turned on his back and groaned once more.
No better.
What the hell?
His eyes shot open not a second later. He gathered that he was lying on the ground. And then he felt a warm body pressed lightly against his side and an arm now draped softly over his stomach.
He slowly turned his head to look and couldn't stop his eyes from widening.
Alex?
And then he remembered her coming over and them briefly talking.
I must've fallen asleep.
He remembered everything, though.
It wasn't a dream?
He recalled back to when Alex told him that she would lay down with him. That she would not leave. That she would be here with him in the morning.
She kept her promises.
Bobby sat up quietly and stretched. He didn't want to wake her up yet. He had a headache not surprisingly enough. He rubbed his eyes a few times to get the sleep out of them. He had to use the bathroom and prayed that she wouldn't wake up. He didn't want this to be over.
He quickly and quietly scurried to the bathroom to relieve himself. When he came back he was happy to see her still asleep. He couldn't help but glance down at the floor where the alcohol still was. His face scrunched as he recalled back to when he threw it.
It seemed like a good idea at the time. Just one more thing to throw to relieve my pain. Of course, like all the other times, it didn't help.
Bobby made his way to the kitchen as quietly as he could and came back with a rag. After cleaning up the glass and wiping up the alcohol, he looked back over to where Alex was. She was now sprawled out on his hard floor and he wondered if he should wake her. He didn't want her to be sore in the morning all because of him. He wondered if she'd get mad if he left her to sleep.
Should I just let her sleep a while longer by herself while I take a shower? Should I wake her up?
He decided against both.
Instead he went over to the couch and grabbed the blanket that was draped over the back of it. He silently walked back over to Alex and laid it across her. He couldn't help but stand over her and look at her for a few minutes.
She's so beautiful.
He got back on the ground and curled up next to her. He couldn't help but watch her sleep some more. Scooting up against her as much as possible, Bobby slid his right arm under her head for a pillow and threw his left arm lightly around her waist like he did the last night. This time, however, he allowed himself to pull her closer to him.
It was him holding her this time and it comforted him to know that she was safe.
Not yet. It's not over yet.
And he fell back asleep not ten minutes later knowing that it indeed was not over. His last thoughts were of Alex.
A/N: Still more to come. Yeah, this was very short; just a quick scene with Bobby.
-Snyder-