Chapter 6
Best Friends
Sorry for it taking so long, I've had stuff to deal with...like me taking my other thumb nail off. (My right one got trapped in a car door and my nail is weird) and my left one, I recently took a chunk out of using a razor but not on purpose...obviously
Also I'm sorry that nothing really happened in the last chapter and nothing much is going to happen in this chapter as well
She wolk up with a fright, she couldn't prepare herself for what would happen in her dreams...especially this one. The memories of what had happened when she was younger haunted her every night, especially tonight, The night it all started. It would only be once a month but then it got more regular, once a week and then came the time it happened every night. She would be scared to go to sleep because she knew what was coming.
Beads of sweat were making their way down her face. Her breathing was shallow and rapid and she was terrified to go back to sleep. There was only one person who could make her feel better and that person was only a couple of feet away, sleeping in the next room.
She opened the door and made her way out into the hallway, the soft carpet wrapping it's self around her ankles and gently ticking the sole's of her feet. She could see him now, his chest gently rising and falling and his eyes closed. She tip-toed across the floor and over to his big double bed. She tapped him on the shoulder "Tom." She whispered. He was unresponsive, she tapped him again "Tom." He rolled over and was now facing her. He propped himself up on a pillow and said "Nicki, what do you want?." He then glanced over to the digital clock that was on his bedside table, the light blinding his eyes. "it's two thirty." While figeting with her fingers she replied "Emm...no, it's alright." He swung his legs over the end of the bed and pulled her inbetween them. "Tell me...Please." She looked down to the ground, she was just a tad embarrassed and it was because she was wearing her old scruffy grey cotton tracksuit bottoms and a strappy t-shirt. "You had a nightmare?...didn't you." He asked. She nodded, she didn't want to remember her memories. He put his legs back under the covers and tapped the uncovered bit of bed beside him. She was a bit reluctant but she slipped in anyway. She lay her head on his chest and he lay on arm protectively on her stomach while the other arm breezed through her hair. "It's OK, you're safe I'm not going to let anything hurt you...and that's a promise, now go to sleep and we'll talk in the morning." He kissed her on the head as she closed her eyes and drifted off into a peaceful sleep.