Frostpelt1275 requested this Warning this is about PTSD and I personally do not deal with this so Im sorry if this isn't very realistic

I shot up out of bed, sweating and breathing heavily.

No dont think about it

Calm down

Just breathe

Its over

Youre okay

I began began having jagged breaths and grabbing my hair and began feeling tears run down my face as I slowly rocking to try and calm myself.

"(Y/N)?" Matt said and set a hand on my back

All I could do was bury my face between my knees and shake, I could practically hear the gunshots.

"(Y/N)" I could barely hear him over my breathing

-Matts POV-

I woke up to see (Y/N) holding her head in her hands and breathing heavily "(Y/N)?"

She put her head on her knees and her breathing became more jagged as she began crying.

"(Y/N)" I said a bit louder

She flinched, I spoke softer and said "whats wrong"

"G-gunshots, highschool" she mumbled and gripped at her hair

She's told me about this before

"Its Okay, youre not there, youre at home with me" I said and hugged her "Youre safe"

Her breathing slowed a bit and after a few minutes she hugged back and cried into my shoulder "sorry you had to see me like this..."

"Its okay, I want to help you" I said and she smiled at me and kisses my lips

"I love you"

"I love you too"