You were a troublesome kid, you liked to make trouble. Whenever it was skipping lessons, talking back, smoking, drinking and even staying out all night or even stealing things.

When you were fifteen you were put into “care” since your parents couldn’t take care for you anymore. However you were put into Price’s care an ex-militaire. Thats means strict day and night routines, and having strict rules.

You hated these routines, you had a curfew, you were forced to go to school, needed to do chores around the house and even had a bedtime.

You were laying in bed sleeping, you were sweating, tossing and turning. Price heard it but just thought he would let you be, he thought it was just a nightmare and you would be okay in a few minutes.

However it wasn’t just a nightmare it was a night terror you had these for a while now. You were screaming and crying in your sleep, it could be heard around the house.

Price came in your room not bothering to knock. He came by your side trying to wake you up from the night terror. You wake up gasping, you were a mess.

“Your fine, its not real, you’re alright”

He said in a soft tone while stroking your hair, trying to get you to calm down.