Chapter Eight

                                    

                                          
A/N- First POV change? Yeah I think so. 
                          
--FUN GHOUL--
                          
I feel so bad for Bullet, its not necessarily my fault that she has her nightmares but it's the fact that I can't do anything to stop them. I grip Bullet's waist and pull her close, trying my best to comfort her. 
                          
"Its okay Bullet. Let it all out. You can tell me what happened when you're ready." I say. She buries her head in my chest and starts sobbing. A few tears can't help but slip from my eyes, I hate seeing her like this. She squeezes my torso like I'm her lifeline. I do the only thing that I can think of doing, I sing to her. 
                          
"If I could be with you tonight, I would sing you to sleep. Never let them take the light behind your eyes, I'll fail and lose this fight. Never fade in the dark just remember you will always burn as bright." 
I trail off as I feel her sobs stop and her breathing become steady. I carefully pull her close and lay back down, making sure she stays asleep. She's the best thing that's ever happened to me and I dont want anything bad to happen to her. 
                          
***
                          
I wake up to see Bullet still next to me, but she's looking into my eyes intently. 
"What?" I ask groggily. 
"I didn't know you could sing." She says, a smirk playing her lips. My face grows red at her comment. 
"Yeah well uh-" I'm cut off when she starts speaking. 
"Did I ever mention that your morning voice is adorable?" After that she gets up and goes to changes in the other room.
                          
"Nervous hon?" She asks, walking in and pulling her black crop top over her tattoo covered stomach. She was still wearing my black batman pyjama pants, they are really baggy on her considering I am taller and generally bigger than her. I look away quickly and blush a really deep red. She changes her pants and walks over to where I lay. She jumps on me. I groan as she lands on my stomach. 
                          
"Really?" I ask in a strained voice. 
"I have to get you up some how. " she says, smiling innocently. I roll my eyes and push her off, both of us giggling as she tumbles to the floor. At this moment Party just decides to walk in, no knocking. 
                          
"May I help you?" I ask looking in his direction. 
"Um, group meeting. Get your ass dressed and get out here." He says before leaving the room abruptly. Me and Bullet start to laugh again whilst I finish getting dressed. 
                          
***
                          
"Oh look. The two love birds are awake." Party says in his naturally sassy tone. I do the only thing that comes to mind, I put my arm around Bullet's waist and send Party a glare. I'm not entirely sure why, but I did. He's not the only sassy one here. 
                          
"Okay, whatever let's just talk about the plan to get Electric back."
"Well, how do you presume we get her back? Walk straight into BLI, and shoot everyone?" I say in my natural sarcastic tone. 
"That's actually a good idea." Party starts to say, but is cut off by Bullet. 
"That is not a good idea. We could all get killed." I saw her shiver, maybe she was thinking about her nightmare. Was it about us all dying in BLI?
                          
"Hey Bullet, can I talk to you alone for a second?" she nods and follows me out of the room that holds the whistling killjoys. Once outside the room I decide to ask her about her dream. 
                          
"Do you want to talk about your dream?" I ask. She nods yes and guides me to her room, where we can talk privately. She takes a deep breath and starts the story. 
                          
After she's done I stare at her in shock. 
"That's what happened in your dream?" I ask in disbelief.
"Yeah. Pretty crazy huh?" She says, scratching the back of her neck. I nod, not know what to say. While she was telling the story she began to choke up so after she finished I pulled her onto a tight hug as she sobbed. 
                          
When she pulled herself together we walked back into the room with the other killljoys. I had my arm wrapped protectively around her waist as we both sat down. 
"Hey Bullet you okay?" Party asked in a concerned tone.
"Yeah I'm okay just a little story had triggered something." She says. Party doesnt push the subject. None of us do. We know when Bullet cries, something bad must've happened. 
                          
We eventually come up with a plan to disguise ourselves as Dracs and get in and get out. Very simple. Very easy. This should be some rescue.