3rd person

The girls eyes snapped open. She was in a cold sweat, terror still clear in her sightless eyes. For a second, she didn't know where she was, feeling someone grab her. instantly, she screamed, blinding attacking whomever was there, she felt something collide with her fist, followed by a male cursing loudly. "Stop it!" He snapped, "It's me!" It was Ty, she realized, calming down slowly. "What happened?" The boy asked with a sweet voice, however angrily rubbed his bruising eye. Tears flooded Y/n's eyes, and in a matter of seconds, she was sobbing. Ty acted quickly, wrapping his arms around the girls shaking body. She didn't resist, in fact, crying harder, she buried her face in his chest, crying into it. Knowing the girl couldn't see, he made a gagging motion, and continued to speak softly. "What happened? Are you alright?" Poor Y/n, she believed that he cared, she shook her head, whimpering out a quiet, 'nightmare'. "Do you want to talk about it? I wont tell anyone..." The girl snapped, spilling out the her entire childhood horror between her cries. Ty grinned, listening too every word, still holding the girl...lovingly...in his arms. The end, is what he loved most. The red eyes. It had to be him! He was sad when it ended, wanting to hear what happened next, but Y/n refused to speak again. She clung onto him, terrified that if she let go, he'd be gone forever. Her mind swam with thoughts, thoughts about the nightmare, the changing eyes, and thoughts about Ty. "Sleep." He suddenly said, "It sounds like you'll need it." "N-no!" Y/n practically screamed, shaking harder. "I'll tell you what?" He smiled, whether it was a nice, or evil one, he didn't even know, "How about I stay beside you all night long? I'll stay up and make sure you don't have any bad dreams anymore." She considered it, and nodded, laying down slightly, still refusing to let go, of course. The boy grinned again, laying beside her with his arms around her small waist.

The girl wasn't the only one who dreamed that night, for Mitch was in a restless sleep as well.
(Same rules apply, Mitchs pov)

It was dark, a full moon casting evil shadows onto everything. Hesitantly, I looked around, unsure on where I was. In the distance, I was able to hear screams. Angry and fearful ones. Instantly, I sprang into action, running towards them. It was a problem I had, always running into danger head on, relying on brute force. Two figures could be seen, and I stopped, roughly ten feet away. It was Y/n and Ty. The girl was crying, and Ty looked....he had a wide smile, a dark one. None noticed my presence. It was as if I was invisible. Ty was yelling about...about something. I didn't know. Suddenly, Ty seemed to melt away. His skin at least. Blood splattered everywhere. I wanted to vomit. As Ty melted away, it revealed that....I was standing there. Y/n started screaming louder, stumbling backwards, it was as if she could see. The fake me, stepped back, and pulled something out, a knife. I wouldn't to say that that wasn't me, at least, I didn't think it was me. The fake Mitch grinned, and silently, to my horror, disappeared, reappearing in front of her, and....forcing the blade threw her chest. The girl screamed louder, and....seemed to burn away. The world melted, just as TY did, and everything was simply black. I was alone. This didn't last, for someone appeared beside me. The same boy in the strange robes. He whispered a name, "Y/n." And held up something.
And he woke up.

(3rd person)

Mitch woke up slowly, sitting up. He had something in his hands. Instantly, he turned on the light. In his palm, he held a necklace. It was a fancy black leather string, on it....was a small vile. A purple liquid inside it. The small bottle, maybe half the size of his finger, was a light blue color. There was an eye painted on it. He never seen the object in his life....except...no, impossible. It couldn't be from his dreams.