Hey Mr. Way

I woke up screaming, my body glistening with sweat, and I was freezing cold but boiling hot at the same time. My mouth was dry and my throat hurt, too.
'' Frankie, Frank shhh, calm down, '' Gerard soothed me as I stopped screaming and realised that I'd woken up.
'' Did you have a nightmare? '' he asked. Then the whole thing came back to me.
'' It was awful, '' I croaked out, but I was finding it difficult to speak because I was in desperate need of a drink. '' I'll get you some water, '' Gerard said, getting out of bed and quickly heading to the kitchen. He was back in a matter of seconds with some ice-cold water to cool me down and so I could solve the problem of my mouth being so dry.
'' I..I was with my mum, I'd just gone back to live with her. It had only been a few hours that we'd been together again, and I just headed out to the corner shop to get some food. I got just down the street and I heard a scream, which sounded like it was my mum, so I ran back to my house as fast as I could...b-but, I was too late. She..she was dead. Blood. It was everywhere, spilled all over the floor. It was obvious she'd been stabbed, mulitple times. T-then I realised that she wasn't actually dead, because I saw her chest rise and fall slowly so she was breathing. I ran up to her and she opened her eyes to look at me, I had blood all over my hands because I was trying to stop the bleeding but it was no good, '' I said, then I stopped, and Gerard looked at me, expecting more.
'' Then it hit me. There was only one door open, and no windows were smashed, so the person who got in the house must have gone through the one door, and they hadn't come back out of that door. They must still be in the house. Right on que, I saw my mum's eyes widen in fear as she screamed, it was a weak scream though. I turned around in time to see a man in all black with a mask so I couldn't tell what he looked like at all. He had the kitchen knife in his hands dripping with blood, and he raised it above his head, pointing it towards me, and I leapt out of the way so he couldn't get me and as I turned back around he stabbed it into my mother's stomach and she screamed but it was cut off by her coughing and she coughed up a lot of blood from her mouth. He stabbed her again, this time in the head, and she was dead. Then I woke up, '' I finished.
'' Oh god Frank, look I know for a fact that it didn't happen like that in real life, it wasn't as bad. I know it's still outrageous and horrible but it wasn't quite that bad Frankie, okay. It was just a nightmare, okay? '' Gerard said, taking the empty glass from my hands and putting it on the side.
I sighed as Gerard got up and told me to take my pyjamas off, which were pretty soaked from the amount of sweat. He helped me change, even though I was more than capable of doing it by myself, but I let him anyway because he was only trying to be nice. Gerard tucked me back in, making sure not to put too much cover over me incase I started overheating again, and he stroked my hair soothingly. It took a while for me to calm down, but he stayed awake, still stroking my hair, until I fell to sleep.

Notes

So guys have you been doing anything good lately? I went to see Gerard in Manchester yesterday :3 x