Prompt: Write about a character who's just had the worst night of sleep ever. What happened to cause it? What are the results?
Characters: Alice & Jasper
Status: All Human
It was the first of many sleepless nights. It was the first night I'd try to go to sleep without him. Jasper.
After sending him an email to see how he was adjusting, I crawled into bed, wearing one of his old t-shirts.
Embraced in his smell, I closed my eyes and attempted to fall asleep, only to be greeted by nightmares.
I saw him marching forward, weapon in hand, and turning to answer someone else's command, getting shot in the chest, when his focus had been lost.
Then I saw my angel, asleep on a cot, and then dozens of soldiers marching in and taking the sleeping men away.
Hundreds of different ways that he could go. Millions of ways that he could break me heart.
At three in the morning, I'd woken up to see tangled sheets, the comforter on the bed, and beads of sweat on my forehead and back. Panic had obviously set in.
Glancing at the picture on my night table I hissed, and abruptly picked it up and threw it against the wall, sending a framed photo of a proud soldier shatter to pieces. Just like my heart could be.
