love you til the moon and back [OPEN]

[vesania.]

// ooc ;; tw -- mentions of being buried alive (a feeling), Ves Is Having Sleep Paralysis Problems

♔  It wasn't like the man was sleeping, because, well, he wasn't. He was gripping onto the blanket with shaking hands, head pressed into the pillow as his sleep paralysis shook his body. He tried to move, tried to even un-clench his fingers, but it proved impossible. His teeth bared so hard, he felt they might shatter if nothing broke this trance he was in yet again. This time, luckily, his father did not taunt him -- he didn't rock back and forth over the middle child's frozen body and tear him apart.

♔  No. Instead, it was the man's mother, sitting on the bed beside him, her fingers gently running across his stomach. She looked at him like he was her world, the same way she would look at him when he had nightmares, when he would cry for his mother and refuse to sleep until she sang to him. And that's what she was doing. She was singing, but her voice was so muffled, and he felt like he was buried underground. That would be too easy, wouldn't it? Being buried, so far underground, where neither his mother's faint ghost or his father's haunting face would chase him.

♔  He shuddered a breath, and within that gasp, like surfacing from water, everything snapped back. His vision, which had just felt like it was going black, let in the weak light from the windows, even through Ves' desperate attempts to make it as dark as possible in his room. He sat up and pressed his cramped hand to his forehead, the numb limb no longer registering touch for the time being. He ran the back of his hand over the sweaty surface, trying to wake up properly. He rubbed his eyes, shook his hands, and pushed the blanket off his hot body.

♔  Then he heard Selena.

♔  "Selena?" The man questioned the thin air, his voice was so frail that it was just above a whisper -- it sounded like thunder in his head, but he knew that no one would hear him unless they were in the same room as him.

♔  Ves swung his numb legs over the side of his bed and he stumbled when he stood, holding his arms out and catching his body on the wall. He felt so weak, and his feet felt so swollen. He pried his door open and stumbled down the hall, looking heavily intoxicated, although the dark bags under his eyes told a different story.

♔  "Selena? The fuck's goin' on?" The man mumbled, finding Selena after stumbling up the steps to reach the roof. "Everythin' okay?"

♔  It was then the man broke out into the night sky, and he immediately shivered, though it might not have been cold. He pulled his arms over his bare chest and rubbed at his thin biceps, tired eyes struggling to stay open as he looked around the roof. He didn't quite know what she was demanding everyone to come see, but her yelling was enough. He rubbed at his eyes again and pulled his hair out of his face.