Thanksgo out to the two guests and who reviewed on the last chapter! Your reviews were much loved and appreciated.

And in this chapter we're seeing the nice side of Zach.

(Sorry for being AWOL for two months, by the way!)

"Cammie...oh Cammie"

"Where are you Cammie?"

"Get off! No!"

A knife.

"You deserve to die, Cammie"

My entire body jolted, making me sit up with a start. My breathing was ragged and my face was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Shaking, I lifted the covers off of me and padded over to the en suite. The room felt too small and cramped all of a sudden and my head span.

"Hey, easy there Cammie" A voice said as hands helped me stay upright. An arm was around my waist guiding me to the sink.

I looked in the mirror to see me red faced and hair sticking up in all directions. It was then I noticed the person helping me was Zach.

He turned the cold tap on and put the plug in the hole to allow the basin to fill up. Smoothing his hands through my hair, he pushed the flyaway hair out of the way of my face.

"Here, wash your face in this water. It's cold and it'll make you feel better"

I did as I was told, enjoying the refreshing feeling of the cold water on my hot skin. The redness reduced and I almost looked normal again when Zach dried my face with a fluffy towel.

"It's 2am so a shower or bath seems out of the question. Do you have any spare sleepwear? Perhaps something comfier than just an oversized shirt? I'll go and look through your suitcase" Zach walked off.

I was in no mood to protest with him and I let my legs give out and collapsed to the floor. My bottom felt sore from the sudden impact with the marble tiles but at that very moment I didn't care in the slightest. The events of my dream were spinning around in my head and I didn't have the power to stop them.

Josh almost killed me.

I felt arms sliding underneath me and I was being carried in what I quickly recognised as Zach's arms. He held me close to his chest and held me carefully, like I was fragile and frail and could break at any moment.

In a way, I felt safe in his arms. Like no harm could come to me.

After all, it's the first time a guy has ever carried me in such a way and it felt nice.

Zach let me down gently on the bed when we reached it, pulling the covers over me and tucking me in. He slid in next to me and wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close.

Normally I would have shoved him away, but I was too tired to refuse. My eyelids drooped and soon I was asleep.

All of a sudden I was awake again.

"Go back to sleep, Cammie". Zach whispered. His finger brushed my forehead, tucking the hair in my face behind my ear.

"Okay" I started to get comfy again.

"Wait, why do you always flinch when I touch you even in the slightest?"

Oh dear.

"Um...well...just go to sleep Zach" I brushed him off and turned away from him. As I did so, he let out a big sigh.

"Goodnight Cammie" Zach whispered in a soft tone.

"Night, Zach"