Fourty two

Third Person's POV

"No!" Erwan's eyes suddenly jolted open, fear is visible in his blue deep eyes. He sat on his bed and stroked his hair with his fingers. He wants to scream and run back. He struggled to keep his breath steady again. His whole body is shaking.

"Damn it!" he said, and pulled his hair briskly. He kept on having dreams about Shane. Sometimes it's about the memories they spent together and sometimes it's about the moments he wished they had shared together, but his every dream has only one end. No matter how happy his dreams started, they will always end with Shane being tortured by Jerome Fuenter. It will always end to the moment when he chose to live Shane inside that small room to save him from the wrath of his father. 

He was sick of it. He was sick of those dreams.

He checked the clock on top of the desk behind his bed, 6 am.

It's been three years since the tragedy in his life happened. He is h