#im gojng to CRY MY ASS TO SLEEP

[periidoti]

Im serious when I say i feel like cursing like a sailor and crying..

[sydnee-kom-spacekru]

Isolation (John Murphy x Reader Part 10)

warnings: fluffyyyy, John Murphy being adorable (I swear if he was real, he would be laughing his ass off...)

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He had stayed, claiming it was too close to his shift to go back to sleep. You had decided to go to sleep. You were exhausted, and you hadn't slept yet, and it was almost five in the morning.

You glanced up at him as you ready your cot to see him already staring at you. He had tried to play it off as staring into space, but it didn't work. You smile at him, and settle into bed, pulling the scratchy blanket up to your nose. Sleep caught you faster than you wouldve liked.

DREAM

You had been released from your month long prison, and you were happy with where you were. Things had been pretty calm. Until now. You were gojng to talk to Murphy when it had happened. 'Y/n!' A familiar voice called.

You froze. It was Bellamy. You turn around hesitantly, he was right in front of you. 'Y-Yes?' You whisper, hoping it would make you seem smaller.

Then he said something that surprised you, he said he was sorry. . . 'I never should have blamed you, it wasnt your fault.' You were shocked, he englufed you in a warm hug, burying his face in your shoulder. You squeeze him back, you had missed him. You felt your eyes well uo with tears, and you sniff.

'Im sorry. I'm so, so sorry.' You sob out. He nodded. You thought back on that day, you had screamed your voice raw. /I'm sorry/, you had yelled. You screamed it over and over and over again.

He strokes your hair. A gesture you had thought was a loving one. You were so terribly wrong. He entangled his hand in your hair, then yanked you back. You screached a little.

'Bell? What are you doing?' You were terrified. You saw him pull something shiny out of his jacket.

'Im getting revenge. You killed my mother. I kill you.' Your eyes grew wider as he talked. His face grew dark, and he pulled the knife back.

'BeLLAMY NO!' You screamed as he plunged the knife into your chest. In all honesty, you had barely felt it. Just a little pinch, like when you would get a shot. You sputtered out a final 'Im sorry', spraying blood droplets on to his face, before he pulled out the knife.

"Y/n!" A voice shook you awake. Your eyes shot open to see a worried face above yours. You were sweating, and at some point you had kicked off the blankets. You were shaken to say the least, and your heart was racing.

"What happened? You were yelling." Murphy questioned, and helped you sit up. You look under the door. Not a spot of light, you hadnt been asleep for long.

"I dont know. I dont remember." You were lying right through your teeth. You sit up, rubbing your head. You were sure he could see right through you.

"You just so happen to be a terrible lier. I'm asking one more time. If you don't answer honestly, I'm pouring ice water on you."

You laugh lightly. "Good. I stink." You try not to think too much about the dream, if you did, you knew you would start crying.

"We all stink. But I'm serious, what happened?" He rolls his eyes, not condescendingly, like normal, but in a joking manner.

"It was just a bad dream. Thats all." You have an idea, he wasn't generally one to follow rules. So he might be up for it.

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Idk if I posted this already, but if I did, here's an improved one. Part 11 next. I'm working on it rn.