A/N: Good morning! Today is a happy (if hectic) day for my family. It´s my little girl´s 13th b-day and my sister´s wedding. Yeah, I kinda wanna kill her for that, but she´s so happy I have no choice but forging her.
As promised, I´ll post 12 chapters, what I can´t guarantee is doing it in any orderly fashion, I´ll sneak here whenever I can. Or would you rather I post them in a chunk?
If each reader gave me one review at some point of the story telling what they think, it´ll be fantastic. You know us ff writers are a little bit addicted to them. .::winks::.
Thanks for the words of encouragement you´ve already gifted me. .::hugs::.
1.13 Rumex
I woke up covered in sweat, shivering and sobbing.
So far I had been enjoying my dreams, albeit guiltily, not really analyzing them. But the depth of my anguish as I woke up from that nightmare could not be normal.
"Oh, my God! Oh, my God! What´s this about?" I cried as quietly as I could. But I could not contain my sobs; they were actually getting louder, so I got up from the bed and locked myself in the bathroom. The last thing I needed was Jake waking up and seeing me cry so hard over Anthony.
I tried to retain the clarity of the dream, but it was quickly fading, and all that it left behind was the dreadful sense of panic.
I half wanted to go back to sleep again and dream him safe and happy with Marie… with me… But I was terrified to discover what that horrible man had done to them.
I tiptoed towards the kitchen, drank two cups of water, and splashed my face with cold water from the sink before returning to my bed a little calmer.
"You´re awake?" Jake mumbled as he felt me get under the covers.
"Yes… just thirsty," I lied.
I fell back into a restless sleep plagued by weird, faceless dreams.