Planetbuster - [bosselimitchell]
Talon couldn’t sleep. He clutched at his pillow and kept trying, but the nightmares kept waking him up, and dimension-hopping just didn’t seem appealing to him. He needed some actual rest, dammit, and that one. stupid. night remained looming over his head. His nightmares wouldn’t let him forget about it, and Matt couldn’t sleep with him every ni-
NO. NO. LITERALLY, NOT METAPHORICALLY, SLEEPING TOGETHER. You hush now.
His face flushed slightly as he headed to the bathroom, slicked with sweat, and went about splashing his face with water. The nightmares had, consistently, haunted him with the same elements. One might be about the falling out with all of his friends and crew, another might be the deaths and destruction of whatever and whoever he could find... And then a planet.
And yet others would include things about his father, the STAG incident, and the people he knew, often combining them into some sick, false reality. Sometimes they were mixed with actual memories of the offending events.
And tonight, the most common face in his nightmares aside from Cyrus Temple, Kia, and Jayson- his father- had been Eli.
And it had only been getting worse since the dream where the scarred Furia had kept him in a cellar, far below ground. The first of many of its kind... He was tired, but eventually stopped waking up screaming like he did with the first.
Drying his face on a towel, Talon checked his phone for the time... It was fairly early in the morning, around seven-thirty... There was a conversation to be had. Two, to be more precise, but he needed to clear the air with Eli. He had been avoiding the other man for a while, and even now, thinking about talking to the man made him feel ill...
Even so, the nightmares didn’t seem to want to leave him alone. He had to do something...
So, against the icy dread creeping into his core, he text Eli.
