For the rest of the night you avoid sleep. Having those kinds of dreams were hard for you. You curled up into a little ball on your bed and turned on the tv. But that didn't solve anything. The images from your previous dream still clouded your head. All you could think about was John. And those assholes.
What did they mean they weren't done yet? Why couldn't they just leave you and John the fuck alone?
Night turned into day and your eyes were burning. You didn't think you could hold in breakfast so you skip that. Before visiting John you decide a walk is the best idea right now.
It was a nice day out, but you wish you could spend it with John. Making your way to nearby bench you sit down and sigh. You were so caught up in your thoughts you didn't even notice there was someone already seated beside you. She looked like she was in her early 50's, but had nice solid black hair. Her eyes look greenish, and calming. She turned to you and gave you a smile.
"Hello" she greeted you.
"Hi" you say trying to give her your best smile.
"Nice day out. Good for a walk" she says.
"Yeah. That's what I thought" you say back. There was a moment of silence before she spoke up again.
"No need to pry dear, but you don't look so good" she turns back to you and gives you a concerned look.
"Well…..
"Its about someone you love isn't it?" You don't know how she knew but you just nod.
"Yeah. That's it. I love him. A lot. But h-he got hurt. And its all my fault. And I'm afraid he'll keep getting hurt because of me." Your not sure when or why you were crying but you were. Hot tears rolled down your face as you spoke. Gog she must think I'm a baby. But she just rubbed your back and smiled.
"Well it really cant be all your fault dear" she started. But if you really think it is then you know what they say. If you love something let it go. You just stare at her unable to say anything.
"W-whats your name?" you ask her.
"Im Grace. And you are?"
"Karkat"
"Well Karkat" she says holding out a hand for you to shake. It was nice meeting you dear. Take it easy. And with that she gone. You sat on that bench for a while thinking about what she said. I love John. So she must be right. I have to let him go.