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Nightmares In The Night	By : KateFilth Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Iron Maiden Views: 1607 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Iron Maiden. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: Don’t Own, Don’t Sue...

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Chapter 4

P.O.V. – Steve

I couldn’t sleep, so I decided to go for a walk. Good thing I hadn’t bothered to take off my clothes. As I walked past Bruce’s room, I leant against the door. I heard him whimper and muffled cries that sounded something like “Leave me alone. Go away.”. It was agonyzing, like he was in pain. I pounded on his door, but no response. I pounded harder and yet, nothing. I decided it was enough and ran to the balcony to ask for a suplent key to his room, which wasn’t hard, ‘cause the woman recognized me. I ran back to Bruce’s room, the door opening with a click. I closed it and approached the bed, sitting. I shook him, lightly.

“Bruce, wake up... Bruce.”

“Let go of me...” came his dream response, like a whisper “Please...”

“Bruce, it’s me. Steve. Please wake up.”

He screamed “Let go of me...” and pushed me off the bed, sitting all of a sudden, tears in his eyes, wide in shock as he realised me on the floor.

I got up and put my arms around him, letting him cry on my chest as he held on for dear life. Gradually, he calmed down. “You ok, man?”

He sniffled and nodded. “Yeah...” His response was a shaky whisper.

“Wanna talk about it?”

He shook his head and we fell into a silence. I sighed after a while, getting up.

“All right.”

“Steve?”

“Yeah?”

“Can you... huh... stay with me? Please.”

“Okay...” I pulled the covers aside and hopped in, holding him close to me, his head on my chest. After a while, he calmed down and fell asleep again. I stood awake, admiring him and wondering what nightmare could possibly be hunting him... Ever since he joined the band, I understand our relationship hasn’t been the best but that was because I was in denial of my feelings and kinda jealous ‘cause to me he was perfect, flawless. And it irritated me how someone could be so perfect and not realise it. And now, ten years later, he still was. After a while, I drifted off to sleep as well.

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I heard the shower running and opened my eyes slowly. I got up, suddenly realising where I was. The water was off and Bruce came in, only in boxers, drying his hair with a towel. I looked away, embarrased and chuckled. When I looked again he had his jeans on and was putting on a shirt. Then, he sat on the bed, smiling at me. “Thank you for staying with me...”

“It’s okay...” I wasn’t sure if I should ask him, but... “Hmm... About last night? Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah... It was just a dream.” His cell phone rang. “Sorry Steve. I have to take this. I’ll meet you guys downstairs for breakfast in a while.”

“Ok.” I got up and got out.

P.O.V. – Bruce

“Hello. Oh hey baby.”

“Hello Bruce.”

“How are things at home?”

“They’re fine. Hum... We need to talk.”

“About what?”

“Look, Bruce. I really love you, but you’ve been so far from here lately. But, huh... to put it blunt... I want the divorce.” WHAT?! I sat on the bed, shocked, voiceless. “Bruce? Say something... I’m sorry... I...”

“I don’t understand. Why?”

“It’s just... There’s someone else and...”

“What. Have you fucking been cheating on me? God. I imagine it how perfect it is for you. While I’m away, fucking some other guy. What made you call me? You want the fucking money or what?” I screamed into the phone.

“It’s not like that, Bruce... I...”

“Oh please. Fucking spare me. Talk to my lawyer. You’ll get the fucking divorce.”

“Bruce... I-”

I clicked the damn phone shut and threw it to the bed. I rested my head in my hands, sighing. Great, just what I needed. I picked a coat and told Nicko I was going out for some drinks, and made my way to the fucking bar.

“Jack Daniels.” I said to the bartender.

P.O.V. – Steve

Bruce said he would meet us for breakfast. Everyone was at the table already except for him and Nicko. Nicko arrived, sitting. “Hey, guys. Is something wrong with Bruce? He seemed really pissed a while ago...”

“Not that I know. Why?” Janick asked.

“Well, he said he was going out for some drinks and left off fuckin’ running.”

“What?!” I got up and exited the room. Something was wrong with him, I knew it. I also knew if he wanted drinks he would get in the closer place with drinks he could go to. Bingo. A bar. I entered it and spotted him on the counter. Jack Daniels in hand, downing it. “Hey... what’s up?”

“Join in Steve.” He said, smiling at me. The alcohol made him smiley. I could tell he already had comsumed some.

“Wanna talk about it?”

“Basically, life sucks.” He said, taking another gulp from the bottle.

“What’s wrong?”

“Well... just when you think life is perfect it turns into a nightmare, and plus you find out you’re wife is screwing some other guy...”

“What do you mean?”

“She wants the fucking divorce...” He whispered.

“C’mon. You should stop drinking.” I took the bottle from his hands and helped him to his feet, dragging him out of the bar, back to the hotel, back to his room.

“Why do you care anyway?”

“Shut up. You’re drunk.”

He laughed. “Yeah. I think I might be... but isn’t that the point?”

I sat him on the bed and he pulled me to him, kissing my lips. I pulled away. “Not like this...” I told him, but he already was asleep. I undressed him and pulled the covers over him. Damn. I guess when someone wants to get drunk it doesn’t take much.
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