The Dreamer


We made our way back to camp. Andy shed off his jacket and threw it over my shoulders at about the half way mark. When we finally reached the gates to the camp, citizens kept crowding around us, asking us about the tower. Andy told them to stay back and give some space. We finally made it to the Church and he helped me up the stairs.

"You're okay!" Destroyer, Deviant, Mourner and Mystic yelled and pulled me into a group hug.

"How the hell did you two manage to get out of there alive?" Deviant asked, helping me over to the sofa to sit down on.

"I managed to hit and dodge a few blows from Supreme. Although he should be dead from the amount of times I got him in the side."

"We'll get him next time. I want to kick his fucking ass!" Destroyer said.

"Let's plan out our attack before we do anything." Deviant said.

"Fine." Destroyer pouted and flopped down on one of the chairs.

The guys sat down as well and started planing out the finall attack. I kept dazing off into outer space, bored out of my mind.

"Dreamer, why don't you go to your room and rest. We got this." Mystic said.

"I'll help her." Andy said and stood up.

He helped me up and helped me down the hall to my bedroom. I got confused when he opened his door on the left, instead of my door on the right. He closed the door behind us and helped me over to his bed.

"I thought you didn't like anyone in your room." I said.

"Normally. I just wanted to have an excuse to see you."

I blushed at that. He laid down next to me and pulled me closer to him.

"Thank you for saving me." I whispered.

"I didn't save you. I just helped you out. You being able to stay alive for that long was all on you. I'm not your hero. I'm nobody's hero."

"Look at thos people down there. You saved them. You fought for their freedom. That was all on you. Please don't forget that."

I kissed him. He eventually kissed back. My hands ran through his thick mohawk. His left hand rested on my waist and his right rested on the back of my head, pulling me deeper into the kiss. He pushed me down onto the bed and trailed his hand up under my shirt. He finally pulled away and smiled.

"Feeling better?" I asked.

He nodded his head. "Get some sleep Marina."

He got up and left. I pulled the blankets over me and fell asleep

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