Solitary Confinement: Dreamscapes

Insanity's so quiet when he sleeps. So soundless, well, except for his breathing...I wap an arm around him and close my eyes, hoping to get to sleep. I take forever to get to sleep.

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I've just barely gotten to sleep when I hear Insanity whimper. It sounds like he's trying to talk in his sleep...is he having a nightmare? I raise my head and squint in the near darkness. the moon's out, but the windows are facing the wrong way and the room's just barely illuminated. His expression is sort of...pained? Or is it fear? He softly whispers my name. That's my cue. I gently prod his shoulder, trying to wake him up. Whatever's going on in his head is not pleasant. I shake him, he finally wakes up this time. One tear escapes his eye. He looks at me. The look in his eyes just kills me. I don't even have to ask. I know he had a nightmare that involved me, and it wasn't one he'd want to remember. I embrace him tightly as he buries his face in my chest. His body shakes with stifled sobs. I stroke his bare back and try to comfort him, but he just won't stop shaking. Whatever he dreamt would haunt him for a while. It must've been pretty bad.

sorry for the length. It's over now, so go on and read Silent Treatment 2 for more Greed/Insanity action! Reviews on all my works are greatly appreciated, but mind you: Flamers will be dumped into the Inferno by yours truly! You've been warned!