sleep

from deleted story blog. written may 2005. for some reason i was having horrible nightmares for a week and this short story is the result.

sleep

She awoke in the middle of the night mid scream. The dream had been so terrible; babies crying, blood everywhere, so many rampant emotions. She couldn't remember the details. How long had she been trapped in that dream world? It was dark out now... hadn't she only laid down for a nap. She was still shaking trying to get her bearings. Trying to calm herself she looked around the room. In the dark she made out familiar items - she was at home she was safe. Her breathing steadied. She reached to her left for a pillow to hug. Maybe the dreams wouldn't be so bad now that she new she was somewhere safe. The pillow she reached for rolled over and she screamed again.

"Baby, baby calm down it's just me." he said wrapping his arms around her. She slumped back on her pillow half pulled half rushing into her lovers arms.

"What are you doing here?" she stuttered.

"Holding you obviously" she could see his smile in the dark. She wanted to be upset at his sarcasm but he couldn't know how horrid her dreams had been. She remembered seeing him covered in blood... that had been the image that had woken her in such a fright. She shivered in his arms.

"I'm so glad you're alright..."

"Tell me your dream and then I'll hold you so you can sleep" he kissed her forhead. Sleep. Sleep without dreams... It would never happen but he tried to ease her fears and that was all that mattered.

"Will u be here when I wake up?" he smiled at her childish request. She almost laughed at herself but she knew her dreams wouldn't matter if he was there to prove them wrong when she awoke.

"I'm not going anywhere. Let's get some sleep tomorrow is an important day" She couldn't remember why too many images as the dream refreshed itself in her mind. She pushed the images away and focussed on the safe feeling his arms brought her. Sleep, sleep would be good. Sleep would be better without dreams...