Xzavier POV
I was dreaming again, that much was obvious. I had grown use to this reoccuring nightmare everytime I went to sleep.
We were back in the field, I was watching everything from the outside. I watched as Ari and Kyle stabbed one another, the smile crossing her face, my agonized roar, running to Ari, her passing out in my arms, and the tortures sobs that ripped from my chest. I had relived that day more times than I had ever thought possible. Every agonizing moment replaying everytime I closed my eyes. It tortured my soul a little more everytime I woke up and saw Ari asleep in that hospital bed.
As I opened my eyes, forcing the image of a bleeding Ari from my mind, I steeled my nerves against the pain that was sure to stab through my chest but it never came.
Sitting on the e
