Dream me to life (Room 201) [M] (closed)

[Shane Williams]

-Break me down little down little boy bring me to a level I can understand. A dream is naught but a window to your truest self let me be your guide.-

A sweat covered Shane's body as he was taken over by tremors in bed. He rolled to his left as his mind took him down a dark tunnel, he could see nothing, he could hear nothing, his mind imagining demons as sharp things seemed to tear at his flesh. Thrashing to the right his mouth opened in a silent scream. Imaginary ropes binding his ankles and wrists to the bed. The sheets nothing better than a body laying across him. He see's his sisters face staring back from a bloody corpse. Shane's mouth opens in earnest as he screamed with out sound. Thrashing once more he knocks the lite lamp from the nightstand behind him. His sheet drenched in sweat. Ever un-waking he finds himself bound to a wall a tall lean female body bound before him. He can't see her face, he can't see her face through the gray toned haze that seemed to cover the scene before him. Oh god don't let it be her.

[Elva Ire]

Elva was awoken by a thrashing sound and something hitting the floor. She jumped out of her bed, taking the knife she kept beside her for safety and went into the common room. There was no one around and she still could hear thrashing coming from Shane’s room. She cautiously opened the door and could see the lamp shining on the floor and his half naked body gleaming with sweat. She could see that he was obvoiously having some kind of bad dream.

She put her knife down on his desk and quickly went to go restrain him before he hurt himself. “Shane...shane....” she found herself repeating without thinking that he couldn’t hear her. Sighing, she climbed on top of him, trying to restrain his arms and getting him to calm down over all. “Shane, honey, wake up!”

[Shane Williams]

Shane could hear someone entered behind his dreamed image. Her voice calling to him as the demon pressed a blade to the woman's neck. Shane strained against the imaginary binds as weight settled on his stomach. Real binds took over his imaginary ones. -honey- The word was so out of the dream it shook Shane. Smashing into reality he sat straight up catching the weight against him and holding on tight. His breathing was labored against the neck his face landed next to. He could hear her breathing and her heart beats. Time seemed to click as his breathing slowed down eventually relaxing the grasp he had around her. Pulling back he was bright red but unable to speak as tears stains shown brightly against his blush.

[Elva Ire]

Elva was startled by the sudden movement and held onto his back in order not to fall, but his grip on her was pretty tight. She could feel his ragged breathing on her neck and her own breathing was in his ear, her heartbeat thumping against her ribs a million times a minute. Elva felt his grasp relax and when he sat back, she could see the tears and his face was bright red.

Without thinking, she cupped his cheek and brushed away his tears. She was bright red herself and signed to him, You were thrashing around and knocked over your lamp which woke me up. I didn’t want to hurt yourself…so I sat on you… She bit her lip and looked away. She burned brighter while she climbed off of him and leaned against the wall and gathered her legs underneath her. She realized that she was only wearing her short shorts and a black tank top. She had goose bumps from when he touched her and she realized that she liked him holding her. Elva shook her head.

She didn’t bother leaving, just in case he needed someone to talk to. She wondered what kind of nightmare would have him thrashing about on the bed. I’m really sorry Shane. I…it was the only way to stop you from hurting yourself. The way he wrapped his arms around me. The way he held me. Damnit!

[Shane Williams]

Shane nodded in understandingish as he sat still trying to formulate a solid thought through the residual images. It's ok, thank you.... thank you for waking me up. Shane ran his hands over his face and through his hair before grabbing the shirt at the end of his bed and his robe. Standing up he draped the robe over her and pulled his shirt on. Are you ok? I'm sorry I woke you up He hadn't had severe nightmares since he was younger so it wasn't something he thought to warn anyone about. His whole family was sure they were gone. They'd gotten so distressing that for several months a baby monitor had been put in next to his bed. Another thing his cousins sought to tease him with.

Shane leaned against his bed across from her and just sorta stretched his shoulders. He didn't want to talk about them, talking meant trying to remember and he'd rather just forget them quickly. Would you like to go back to bed... or perhaps watch a movie... or play a board game... I don't think I'll be able to go back to sleep for a while.

[Elva Ire]

Elva smiled at him and snuggled into his robe. I’m fine. I was more concerned about you. She blushed brighter as she downcasted her eyes. I’d love to watch a movie or something. I can’t sleep either… She got up from his bed and put her arms through sleeves and held up her arms, it covered her hands with plenty to spare. She moved the sleeves up and signed, I think it’s a bit big… She gave him a silly grin hoping to at least to make him laugh silently.

[Shane Williams]

Shane was quiet but he gave her a small smile anyway. Pulling himself up of the floor Shane was once again struck by how small she was. He grinned a little more and put his lamp back on the table where it belonged. Watching her move towards the door he crossed the room in a few steps and hugged her from behind. When she turned to face him he did smile at her. I do mean it, thank you. Perhaps one day I'll feel comfortable talking about them, but the images are just too intense. I feel like I could tell you about them though. His smile turned a little crooked and he walked past her towards the shared living room.

[Elva Ire]

Elva felt him hug her. She leaned back just a little and then turned to face him. She ‘listened’ to him and gave him a soft smile. Of course, I am always here to talk if you need me. Blushing bright red, she followed him out of his room, his robe trailing behind her like a lost puppy.

Do you want to play a board game? I brought one my little sister made me when I was fifteen. She went into her room and brought out a home made colorful game. It’s called Chase.

[Shane Williams]

Shane settled onto the couch and nodded. A board game would be fun... wait did she say her sister made it? Shane waited to see what this game was as he moved somethings to clear the coffee table. Movement in the TV caused him to turn. Chase? huh. Your going to have to teach me. Shane frowned wondering if it was just lights playing tricks. She moved to walk around the table and the color stood stark against her neck. Heat rose quickly as Shane chest constricted. His hands were gently as he reached over and gentle tilted her jaw. Teeth locked together he ran a free finger across the bruised skin. Who did this to you. Shane was seeing red. You never raised a hand to a woman, you never threatened a woman, there was never a reason to every raise a voice at a woman. Those thoughts were the foundation of Shane's life. Shane was a gentle man above all else. Elva... who... who hurt you? (Cause I'm gonna kill them... even if I don't have any means to harm them I'll find away) Shane's thoughts ran and for once he didn't try to reign them in. With the adrenaline from his nightmare and now the adrenaline from his Shane wasn't sure how much longer he could stay sitting still.

[Elva Ire]

Elva was busying herself by setting up the game when she felt her chin being lifted. His finger was gentle on her neck, but she could see he was pissed off. She removed his hand gently, watching his own hands fly. Matters not. She looked down at the game and hid the bruises behind her hair.

She got up and got two glasses of water, bringing them back to the table and setting one of in front of him. He was signing again and asking. She didn’t think it was that big of a deal. She knew that Sam was going to bed if Shane ever learned his name and boy, did he looked pissed. There was just a little mishap. That’s all. She kept her eyes on the game, even if she did stop setting it up. Her eyes reflect the pain, she knew the bruises would be there for a while, but didn’t think anyone would notice them.

[Shane Williams]

Shane stood up and paced out his energy a few rounds. Elva how can this not be important... DId you report this to the staff??Did who ever do this get in trouble even if you won't tell me their name? He sat back down a little more calm for now. Noone should get away with that with out having to get in trouble. You should never be harmed that way.

[Elva Ire]

Elva watched him pace. She watched his hands most of all. He was pissed or upset. When he sat back down, she signed to him after he was done ‘talking’. It won’t matter, it wasn’t him. He was consumed by his power and Sam didn’t mean to do it. She winced when she realized that she had said his name. I’m not worth it. It’s just a stupid thing to tell the staff. She played with one of the cardboard pieces.

[Shane Williams]

Shane caught the name but he also caught her last statement. He took a deep breath. Elva... He took her chin gently again letting her pull away if she so wished until she met his eyes. He was concerned for her. He didn't know this Sam guy but he didn't like that she'd been so near someone that would have lost control of their powers like that. Elva, don't ever tell yourself that your not worth it. Your worth it to me... And I'm sure there are others that you have helped too. I promise I won't do anything, if you promise not to let anyone tell you your less than you are or treat you like that. Shane looked down and sighed. He hated seeing her hurt like that. The bruise felt like a smacking accusation that he hadn't been able to protect her... -protect her... it wasn't his job to protect her. How would he ever manage to protect anyone.-

[Elva Ire]

Elva looked deeply into his green eyes when he took her chin. She didn’t pull away, she didn’t want to look away from those eyes. They were full of concern for her. Real concern, not the fake crap boys always pulled on to get in her pants. Your worth it to me The way he signed her name, the way he held her chin. She looked away and took his hand in hers. She caught his eyes as he looked down, his green eyes holding something else. Something she hadn’t seen in years, but it had to be a trick of the light. Yeah, a trick of a light.

Thank you Shane. I’m glad my safety concerns you that. And...I promise. Was she? When Sam had her up on that wall, she realized a lot of stuff. Funny what near death experiences could make you think. She shook her head and looked out the window, her fingers playing with his wrist. Perhaps we should watch a movie instead.

[Shane Williams]

Shane nodded a movie would be good. Honestly she was playing with his wrist so he'd agree to nearly anything... emphasis on the nearly. Settling back so he was full seated on the couch he smiled. Ladies choice for the evening Shane yawned but he really wasn't that tired just getting comfortable.