I giggled as I walked hand in hand with Reece along the road. He laughed along with me as he playfully bumped my hip with his. I gasped, tugging at his arm and he came to a holt. He smiled down at me, flashing his pearly white teeth. "Sammy-

"Not so fast!" We heard a familiar voice as we both snapped our heads around to the direction of the sound.

There he was, the familiar light brown hair and the overgrown beard came into view. I tugged Reece's hand and we both froze as Peter pulled out a gun from his pocket and aimed it straight at my heart. My eyes widened as Reece stepped in front of me.

Bang.

The extremely loud sound rang through my head as I glanced around to see what the bullet hit. Reece flopped down in front of me, falling straight to the ground as I stood there with wide eyes. Blood, so much blood seeped through his white shirt.

"Reece!" I cried, falling to my knees as I watched his eyes turn lifeless. I shook him again and again but there was no response. I cried out for help but nobody came. We were surrounded by nothing but trees as I watched him die in front of me. Blood splattered from his mouth as I laid there sobbing, hugging him in my arms.

I shot out of bed with sweat dripping down my head and my breaths heavy. Tears were streaming down my face as my head snapped around the room. I was in my bed, surrounded by darkness as I shakily reached for my phone which was on my night stand. I took a deep breath as I unlocked it and went to dial him. I didn't care what time it was, I just had to make sure it wasn't real and he was ok.

It rang twice before I heard a voice. "Hello?" Reece groggily answers and I breathed a massive sigh of relief. Tears still ran down my face, wetting my cheeks as I breathed into the phone.

"S-sorry." I shakily said as I screwed my eyes shut.

"Sammy?" His voice perked up. "You ok?

"Yeah." I trembled and I could hear what sounded like getting changed.

"You don't sound ok, I'm coming over."

I shook my head. "N-no I'm sorry I didn't mean to wake you." I stuttered a little bit as I was so shaken up from my nightmare.

"I don't care if you wake me or not, I'll be there in ten." He said before I heard the sound of keys clattering. I sighed, wiping my tears and feeling incredibly guilty for pulling him out of bed at 3am. The call quit off and I groaned, falling back so my head hit the pillow as I quietly cried into it. I was so sick and tired of being this pathetic person. I was so fucking fed up of waking up every other night, shaking and trembling from the nightmare I had.

Before I knew it, I heard a tap at my window. I slowly got up as I walked over to it, pulling it open. Reece smiled warmly at me before climbing in, closing it quietly behind him. He looked tired and was dressed in a hoody and black jeans, exactly what he wore at school today.

"Sammy." He softly said, pulling me in for a hug.

I reacted instantly, wrapping my arms around him and leaning into him. I cried into his chest as he slowly walked us back until we reached my bed. He gently laid us down so I was on top and pulled the covers up. He rested his chin on the top of my head.

"You're ok." He reassured, stroking my hair as I just hugged him tighter.

"I'm sorry." I apologised, embarrassed of being this pathetic person.

"Don't be." He ordered, gently placing two fingers under my chin and lifting it up to face him. My eyes were glossy and I watched as he softly wiped the tears with the pad of his thumb. "Did you have another one?" He asked ever so quietly and I nodded slowly.

His face twisted in pain and he sighed. "You may not want to hear this." He sighed again, running his tounge along his bottom lip. "But I think you should see a therapist."

I shook my head profusely. "No."

"Sam." He said seriously, cupping my cheeks with his palms. He shook his head as he tugged at his hair. "I can't bear to see you like this, what your experiencing is normal but people get help for this."

I shook my head defiantly. "I can't get help, nothing can stop this." I cried out, pulling away from him. "You wanna know what I dreamed about?"

He shook his head and reached for me. "Sam..." He trailed.

I pulled back further and his face looked hurt. "No. I dreamed that you died. That you fucking died exactly how he shot you last time." I shook my head angrily. "How the fuck is anyone going to help me un see that?"

I sat in front of him but not in his arms anymore as I hugged my bare knees. He ran his tounge along his bottom lip like he always did when he was thinking. He then sighed. "I can't help you Sam, all I can do is comfort you."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "And how is a therapist supposed to help me exactly? Tell me that it's all over now and that I have nothing to worry about? Well I can't fucking help what I dream about and I'm sick of it. I'm sick of dreaming that I'm back in that room every single night and then seeing you shot, sometimes killed. Do you know what that's like?" My voice croaked at the end.

Reece's face was a mixture of emotions. Guilt, sadness and anger.

"No I don't." He softly said, shaking his head. "But I do know that it can't get better unless you try something. If it doesn't work then it doesn't work, at least you know that you tried. Just go once Sam, just once and if it's horrible than you don't have to go back. Just try it." He pleaded and I took a deep breath.

"It won't work." I said quietly as I allowed him to pull me back so I rested against the pillow beside him. I looked up at him as he turned on his side, cupping my cheek with his hand.

"I'll go with you or if you would rather go with someone else than that's fine. I just want you to be happy Sam."

I smiled light heartedly. "What no Sammy?"

He rolled his eyes and placed a soft kiss on my forehead. "You'll always be Sammy."

I took a deep breath. "Ok."

He raised a brow. "You'll go?"

I sighed. "Fine." I smiled up at him, lightly playing with his hair. "And I wouldn't want anyone else to come with."

He smiled softly in response, grabbing my face and pulling me into him. The kiss was incredibly slow and tender but it was beautiful. I moved my lips against his softly as he gripped my waist and pulled me closer to him, closing the gap completely.

He leaned back slightly. "I love you Sammy." He whispered.

I ran my hands under his shirt and he tensed under my touch. "I love you too." I breathed, gently stroking his muscles. I ran my hands all over him and pulled my legs up so I straddled his waist. He held his arms around my lower back as I leaned into kiss him. I pecked his lips, his cheek and slowly made my way down. I cupped his jaw with my right hand as my left hand stayed on his chest. I planted a small kiss on his jaw before kissing down his neck.

He softly moaned as my lips gently sucked on his neck. I ran my fingers through his hair and arched my back into him as his grip around me tightened. We were both fully clothed, Well, Reece was and I was dressed in my usual pyjamas. "Sam." He deeply said and I lazily looked up at him.

He playfully smirked. "You gotta stop or I won't be able to control myself." He said whilst running his hands up and down my sides.

I smirked back. "Too bad." I breathed, grabbing his jaw and bringing his lips back up to mine.

"This is a big mistake." I said slowly, freezing in place when we reached the building. It was a huge place, with glass windows throughout and had a very modern look to it.

Reece turned to me, placing a hand on my shoulder. I glanced up at him and found myself instantly calming down just by him giving me that intense look. "Sammy you'll be fine."

I shook my head, taking a step back. I pointed at the building. "Look how posh it is, they're not even gonna understand my language. It's stupid and- "

Reece silenced my rambling by placing both hands on my cheeks, forcing me to look at him. His eyes were so intent with emotions. "I went here."

What?

I furrowed my eyebrows. "You did?"

He nodded with a soft smile. "Yeah. Mum made us both come here after Peter went away and at first I refused." He chuckled lightly. "It took mum, my aunt and my grandma to drag me after I kicked about in their arms."

I laughed quietly in response as he pulled my face closer to him. "But it helped, it really did."

I nodded with a sigh and smiled as he leaned in to kiss me. His lips moved against mine softly and slowly as he ran his tounge along my bottom lip. Pulling back, he dropped his hands from my face and reached into his pocket. He gave me a small smile. "I got something for you." He informed me as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a rectangular box.

I raised an eyebrow as my fingers wrapped around the wooden box. I glanced up at him and he stared down at me. "Open it." He ordered and I smiled in response.

"Bossy much." I teased and he rolled his eyes with a soft smile. I glanced back down at the box and gently opened it. I picked up what was inside and my eyes widened and a grin slowly appeared on my face. It was a dark green pen knife with the letters 'Walker' engraved in gold. Reece knew that was my favourite colour, along with purple as a close second.

I looked up at Reece with a wide grin. He raised an eyebrow. "You like it?"

I instantly pulled him in for a hug and his arms automatically snaked around my waist, pulling me into him. I rested my chin on his shoulder, which I had to stand on my toes and it kinda hurt as he was so fucking tall, but it was worth it. "I love it." I breathed, turning to place a soft kiss on his cheek. His head turned to mine and before I knew it his lips crashed down.

The kiss began to heat up and I had to push his chest. He pulled away from me with a dazed expression. I smirked. "I don't think it will be a good start for my therapist to see me making out with you outside the building."

He chuckled, his eyes bright. "Guess not."

I shook my head with a dazed smile as I gently tucked the pen knife into the pocket of my jeans. Reece's one literally saved my life so I had mentioned once that I wanted one. I never expected him to get me one himself, especially a pen knife as cool as that once. Reece took my hand, giving it a light squeeze as he raised a brow down at me. "You ready?"

I sighed, with a tight smile. "Yes."