A Sometimes Death
February 17, 2009

Disclaimer: All who are mentioned belong to themselves.

Ships: Julian/Noel, Noel/Dee, implied Julian/Julia

--A Sometimes Death--

Noel had a vibrant imagination. It was what painted the red roses green and made the dirty pavement sparkle with something that almost no one else could see. And when it joined with Julian’s his whole world had unknowingly come out of the blur and into 20/20 focus, then exploded in neon, contained between them.

But sometimes it would go horribly wrong.

Sometimes, Noel had dreams in which some randomly terrible thing would cause a break in the world he had with Julian. It was accompanied with harsh sounds, explosions, and the realm of colors turned on him completely. These nights, he would wake up thrashing and screaming bloody murder and Julian or Dee would calm his down enough to get up and get some water and think about going back to sleep, or he would scream himself hoarse and curl up, waiting for morning light to come.

But this compared insignificant to the nights in which he sometimes dreamed of nothing. He dreamed of Julian’s back, and the sound of crying infants. He dreamed of silence and emptiness and he dreamed of the nothingness that was his world once Julian was gone. And he woke up, crying and grabbing blindly for something- someone to comfort him and tell him that it would never happen.

Sometimes Julian would envelop him in his arms and whisper soothing nothings until Noel fell back asleep.

Sometimes Dee would do the same, but silently, as she didn’t know what to say.

Sometimes no one would be there, and he wondered if that feeling- the one he got because he couldn’t decipher if his dream was just a dream- was death.

One time, it came true.