After making love me and Ben fell asleep in each other's arms; and when I fell out of sleep I grinned at the sight that was before me - my perfect sleeping husband snuggled into my chest as we lay on our sides. I lay in silence watching him for easily half an hour and as I did this all I could do was think about the three nightmares that he had told me about.
I hated how each nightmare had affected him; and I couldn't believe that these things had happened to Ben - and it broke my heart. I started to run my fingers through his hair as I thought about each dream and I couldn't help but mentally kick myself. It was my fault that Ben had been subjected to all of these things; but before I could fixate on this my mind started to show me Ben's nightmares in the forefront of my mind.
Ben's heartbroken face when Belle reminded him that we had broken up was a tough pill to swallow; I couldn't believe that this had actually happened to him. I hated the fact that I hadn't been strong enough to talk to Ben about how badly I was struggling; then maybe he wouldn't have had to go through so much mental agony because of me.
My mind then made me relieve Ben's horror when he saw me making out with someone on the dance floor in Ever After; when I thought about it it probably was Peter. After five month of mentally kicking myself I decided that I had to make myself move on from Ben; I was no good for him, anyway! So after speaking to Peter and dancing with him for a little while it quickly moved into flirting; at the time it did take me off guard but given the fact that I was tipsy that was giving me the courage to continue. Towards the end of our evening Peter asked me to dance; and he led me by the hand to the dance floor. However as we started dancing this dance was different to our other ones - as he had his arms wrapped around my waist as we swayed to the spot. I drunkenly remembered awkwardly sliding my arms around his neck before we both started smiling and giggling like idiots with each other. I don't know how long it was into the song before Peter inched his face closer to mine; but at the time I remembered whether it was something that I wanted. But when his lips touched mine I decided to go along with it; I needed to get over Ben - and I was pretty adamant to try! After kissing on the dance floor for a little bit Peter asked me whether I wanted to go back to his place- I nodded at this before telling him that I was just going to tell Evie where I had gone off too. As I left the club we left hand in hand; with me being both excited and nervous about what was about to happen next - which happened to be a long night and evening of drunken and hungover love making.
I then began to think about the fact that Ben had been there and saw me with Peter; I hated the fact that he had seen me like that.
I didn't even know that Ben was there! I could just picture his distraught little face as he found me and Peter in a tight embrace as our tongues fought for dominance. I could just imagine how much this probably hurt him - it would have killed me if the roles had been reversed. I could only hope that my words, cuddles and other intimate offerings could be enough to calm him on this particular dream - as I knew that it was never ever going to come true again!
My mind then went onto his final dream; and I couldn't lie when I said that I wasn't scared of this dream coming true - because I was! I hated to think that there was a chance, even a slim one, that Bobby and his little band of merry men could get away with what they have just attempted to do to me and Ben. And if they did get away with this then Ben's third nightmare could come true! I had to stop myself shuddering at the thought of Bobby's hands on me once more as I didn't want to wake Ben up; but this was the truth of the matter - he made me feel physically sick! I really didn't see what I saw in him; and then it hit me - I was drunk at the time!
I pressed a kiss against the top of my perfect beast's head before snuggling into his hair; no matter how much I didn't want the third nightmare to come true but I knew one thing. I was going to do everything in my power to make sure it didn't; and to protect my husband and baby, even if it took me to my dying breath.
