Sleep has not been going well for me lately. Every time I shut my eyes I see him, Yellow Eyes. His mere image shakes me to my core. The last nightmare I had, he told me we would all meet in person soon. I don't want to believe it, but am I really not going to believe a demon who can Freddy Krueger me?
My lack of sleep is really impacting my daily life, as it probably should. I've been getting headaches so bad I have to wear sunglasses constantly. To stay awake, I have to drink tons of coffee each day, which does not help my headaches. I'm moody, causing the boys to get a little irritated. I had to get earplugs to block out the music Dean blasted from his speakers. Every time I wake suddenly from a nightmare screaming I almost cause Dean to drive Baby off the road.
Dean and I haven't had sex since the nightmares started. Dean still spoons me at night, and his snores have become almost like white noise to me, but I can never sleep. I constantly look to the door, hoping that Yellow Eyes would come and get it over with already.
Maybe this is his plan.
He's trying to kill me slowly.
And I think it's working.