Nightmare

Everything painted in bloody red.
Everyone cries, everyone shouts, screaming desperately looking for help, trying to run away from this broken cage.
I'm flying in my gear, eyes scanning the ground beneath and sky above me, trying to find the glimpse of her familiar figure, silently praying for her safety.

I found her, but my God betrayed me.
There she is, not losing any limbs, yet she stays still and not moving an inch.
I touch her cheek, feeling her cold lips, moving my fingers down to her chest to find it's no longer beating.

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"Levi."

"Levi!"

"Levi, wake up!" I faintly heard the voice I know so well.

"Levi!" I jerked up from my sleep and caught whoever the owner of that pair of hands by instinct, a habit I developed from the harsh life I experienced back in the underground. I loosened my grip after I recognized her worried face, softly massaging my temple from the sudden headache I felt.

"You're noisy, brat," I say, "What the hell you think you're doing?"

She let out a relieved sigh before caressing my cheek. "I don't want to wake you, but... you're crying, Levi." I froze, realizing my face getting wet from the already stop flowing tears. I look at her closely, recalling the nightmare I just had before she wakes me up. She moves her hand to wipe the tears lovingly, worried and concern clearly visible in her crystal eyes.

I move my hand to pull her body down, putting my hand on her chest to feel her heartbeat. It's still there, moving and beating softly beneath my hand. I silently let out a sigh in relieved, yet feeling stupid for letting a simple nightmare took over my mind and consciousness.

"Levi..." I turned my eyes to her, found her smiling as if trying to calm me down. I closed my eyes, refused to look at her face any longer than I already have.

"Go back to sleep, [Name]." She squeezed my hand.

"It's just a dream, Levi. No matter what, I won't leave your side so you don't have to worry."

"...Don't be stupid."

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