Chap 2
Brock awoke to the sound of the shower running. He rolled over and saw that it was 7:30. Saturday. He smiled to himself, got up, and walked into the bathroom. The steam from the shower fogged up the mirror he knew it must have hot for it to be that steamed. He took of his boxers and climbed into the shower behind her. He found the red head sitting on the bottom of the tub with tears in her eyes. She looked up as he entered the shower. He knelt down in front of her.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"They won't leave me alone. They feel so real, why am I even having them!" she cried softly. Brock gently pulled her into his arms and she clung to his shoulders.
"It's not your fault. They're only nightmares. They don't mean a thing." Brock said as the hot water fell over them.
"I can't shake em Brock." Reba sobbed. These dreams have been terrorizing her for so long now; she just wanted them to stop. Brock held her tighter and kissed the top of her head.
"They're dreams. They are not real and they will never be real." Brock whispered. Reba finally relaxed. She curled to Brock's chest as he kept telling her that the nightmares meant nothing. After a while the water turned cold and Brock carried her out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her and laid her on the bed. Her head lolled from side to side as she tried to wake up knowing that her surroundings had changed but she gave up and slipped further into sleep. Brock had a towel wrapped around his waist as he went and gathered the clothing they would need for the day. After a minute Brock was fully dressed. He places the cloths for Reba at the end of the bed, neatly folded just like he knew she liked them. He had the door open and was about to leave when a soft yet desperate and tired voice stopped him.
"No... Brock! Please, don't go..." Reba cried in her sleep. Brock's heart broke and reached out for the woman on the bed. She truly could not get a moment of peace. Brock hurried back to the bed and held her tightly as he buried his face in her hair.
"I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere." Brock whispered in her ear. The red head calmed down and she rolled over in her sleep and curled into his chest. A small sob escaped her lips as a single tear slipped from her eye. Brock held her tightly with his nose resting on the top of her head. He had to somehow prove to her that he had changed and that he would never leave her again. An idea struck him; their Anniversary was coming up in a few weeks. He would bring her to her favorite restaurant and make the day supper special and erase all doubt in her mind. He started mapping out a plan, while he held his only love as she slept.
A few minutes later Reba had woken and they went down to the kitchen for some lunch, a few hours later found Brock and Reba sitting on the couch watching a movie. Well Brock was watching the movie Reba had once again fallen asleep, her sleepless night taking its toll on her small frame.
Brock lay on his back on the couch as Reba lay asleep over him, her head resting over his heart, reassuring her in sleep that he was there. Brock held to her protectively, praying that the nightmares stay away so she could get some good sleep. Thankfully the dreams never came to her as Brock finished watching the movie.
I feel as though this story is not coming along as good as my others did. I'm working on chapter three. R&R