Chapter 7

Lucy had been in bed for hours after she and Ricky had their fight. Her first night back in their apartment and they had to have a fight. She had gotten ready for bed, wiping the tears away from her eyes and climbing into bed under her warm covers. She made sure that she kept her back to the door so she wouldn't have to see Ricky walk in. She couldn't face him after what had transpired between the two of them.

Lucy heard him walk in and felt his eyes on her. She almost gave in and turned around to see him, but decided against it. She wished she could talk to him about what she dreamt about, but it was too painful to talk about. He wouldn't understand, she was sure of it.

After a few minutes, she felt him get into bed next to her and could feel him come closer to her. She shut her eyes immediately to make it seem like she was sleeping. She felt him kiss her cheek and go over to his side of the bed. She reopened them and saw out of the corner of her eye that he had his back to her, as well. Silent tears kept on falling down her face and she didn't know what to do. She closed her eyes and tried to get some sleep.

Ricky didn't know what just happened after Lucy left the room. He wanted to be there for her, but she wasn't letting him in. All he wanted to do was help her and support her, but she didn't want his help. Maybe she was still mad at him for making fun of her, but he apologized for that and didn't know what else to do to help the situation.

After a few minutes, he walked into their bedroom and saw that she was already asleep. He stared at her for a few minutes and then walked into his closet to get ready for bed. While getting his pajamas on, he said another silent prayer that they would get through this in one piece and that she would finally want to talk about what was going on.

Coming out of his closet in his pajamas, he slid in close to Lucy and left a quick kiss on her cheek. Crawling back to his side of the bed, he laid on his side, giving a quiet sigh and closed his eyes.

Lucy began to toss and turn while she was sleeping. Clips of her dream nightmare kept flashing in her mind and she wanted to get out. All of a sudden, she was standing in the same place and saw Ricky yelling at her to get out. She saw herself crying hysterically and watched as Ricky disappeared. She then saw herself clutching her chest and coughing. Lucy couldn't take any more of this. She yelled out loud and woke herself up, screaming in her dark bedroom.

"Lucy! Lucy, what's wrong?!" yelled Ricky, as he gathered his wife up in his arms. She sobbed continuously into his pajama top and put her arms around his neck, clinging to him for dear life. At that point, it didn't matter about the fight that they had earlier that night; all that mattered was he was here for her to comfort her in that moment. This is what she wanted, just him to comfort her without knowing what had happened.

"Lucy, it's okay. Shhh darlin', it's alright," cooed Ricky, as he began to rub her back.

"I'm fine now. Just a bad dream. Probably lack of sleep or something."

"Lucy, are you ever gonna talk to me?"

"We better try going back to bed. See you in the morning, Ricky," said Lucy, calmly ignoring Ricky's question.

As Lucy's head hit the pillow, Ricky let out a long sigh and sank back down to his pillow. He stared at the ceiling for several minutes before his mind let him go to back to sleep. He didn't know what he was going to do with Lucy and for the first time that he's known her, it scared him tremendously.