There they were.
Chosen pinned to wall with a knife to his neck, and Dark pinned to the ground by guards twice his size. Navy hiding the knife to his best friends throat.
"DON'T DO IT! PLEASE! DON'T HURT HIM!" Dark cried, tears spilling from his eyes and onto the ground. Chosen's face went from frustration to one of sympathy as he looked at the brighter stick.
"At least it's me and not you, bud. I love you." The knife went clean across his throat as Dark stared in horror.
"CHOSEN!" Dark screamed, suddenly sitting up in bed. His sat in his bed, crying hysterically for what felt like hours.
He felt someone's arms wrap around him, and heard a familiar comforting voice.
"Hey, it's okay. I'm right here. I'm right here. " Chosen.
Dark let out a strangled sob, and threw himself around Chosen, unable to hold back the tears of relief. Chosen was fine. He was okay.
Most importantly, he was alive.
"Hey. Dark. What happened? Can you tell me what happened?" Chosen questioned. Dark wiped his teary eyes and looked up at the darker stick.
"You...you were pinned to the wall, a-and Purple's dad had a knife to your neck, and you were like "at least it's not you. I love you, Dark." And then...and then...AND THEN YOU DIED AND I COULDN'T DO ANYTHING TO STOP IT AND I'M SO SORRY THAT I DIDN'T SAVE YOU!" Dark fell apart once again, holding his head in his hands as he sobbed uncontrollably.
"Hey. Hey! Dark, buddy, it's okay. I'm not dead. Purple's dad isn't here. I'm fine. And I'm right here." Chosen reassured. "But dream me makes a point."
Dark wiped his eyes and looked up. "What do you mean?"
"What I said in your nightmare...before I died."
"What are you talking about?"
"When dream me said "I love you." He was saying something true."
Dark still looked confused. "What...what are you...what are you saying?"
"What I'm saying is...dream me was right. I care about you, Dark. Or, in this case, I love you."
"Would you still leave me if you had the chance?" The hurt in his friends voice hurt Chosen deeply.
"What-no! Dude, I'd never leave you alone. I'm not some heartless scary monster that eats misbehaving children!"
Dark giggled a little bit. "You act like one sometimes."
"I DO NOT!" Chosen exclaimed in fake offense. Dark laughed at his tone. Chosen smiled a little bit.
"But dream me probably meant it, and so do I, bud." Chosen said. Dark fell back onto his bed, and Chosen laid right next to him.
Dark fell asleep almost instantly, but Chosen stayed up to look at his friends sleeping form. He took one of Dark's hands in his and held it gently.
"I love you, Dark. And I'll always be here."