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Authors: Shannon Myers
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I’m not leaving you alone. Not until we know for sure that Landon had nothing to do with that girl’s disappearance. Why do you have to be so stubborn?”
I push him away and lay my head back on the pillow, “Why’d you have to sleep with my best friend?”
He reels back as though I’ve slapped him. It’s low, but I’m scared he’ll find out I’m more than just sick if he stays here any longer. I can’t handle the added stress right now.
His voice is quiet, “I’m going to go out and get you a few things. I’ll be back later.” He skips over the emotional slap I just gave him and kisses me on the cheek before leaving.
I’m an asshole.
I grab my phone off of the nightstand, nearly upending a glass of water in the process. I send a text to Lauren.
Me:
You free tonight? I’m thinking the only way I’m going to get David out of this house is if you sleep over.
Lauren:
I don’t have plans, but wouldn’t you rather David sleep over?
I’ll just run you a nice cold shower if you get all hot and bothered again.
Me:
Had my head in the toilet about twenty minutes ago…
not really in the mood for romance.
See if Mike can take David out and then we’ll be golden.
Lauren:
There’s a missing person case he’s been working on, so I haven’t had a chance to see him today. I doubt he’ll be leaving the office anytime soon though.
Me:
Yeah, I heard about that.
We can discuss it more when you get here.
Lauren:
Let me finish up this load of laundry
and I’ll head your way in an hour or so.
I place the phone back on the nightstand along with my glasses. I’ll just rest my eyes for a few minutes.
I’m at a large indoor pool, swimming laps, when I hear an infant cry. I stop swimming and begin looking around. There’s a baby no more than a few hours old lying on one of those inflatable rafts in the middle of the pool. Its screams echo off the concrete walls and I begin to swim toward it as fast as I can. Somehow the pool has gotten larger and it seems to be taking me forever to get there. I feel its wailing in every fiber of my being and I know that this isn’t some random child—it’s my baby. I urge my body to move faster, my heart racing. I’m about ten feet away when the raft begins to disintegrate and the child slips into the water. The cries stop immediately and I scream “no” until my voice is hoarse. I dive under the water and reach out my arms for it. Just as I’m about to make contact, strong arms wrap around me and pull me back toward the surface. I’m fighting for all I’m worth now to get free, but it’s useless. The person holding me is too strong.
“Hush, you’re safe now. You’re safe now.” Landon’s words chill me and I continue struggling in his arms.
“My baby! My baby! Let me go!” I can see the baby still struggling and anguish covers me like a blanket.
He’s got this maniacal grin on his face and he grips me even tighter, “You’re safe here. Shhhh…..Shhhh…You’re safe here.”
“Shhhh…Beth, you’re safe. Wake up!”
I sit up with a scream, wrapped in strong arms. I begin fighting to break free, convinced Landon is still holding on to me.
“Beth, baby, it’s me! Stop fighting me.”
I begin weeping. Guttural sobs wrack my body. What the fuck was that? It felt so real.
David pulls me into him, rocking us back and forth on the bed. He doesn’t ask any questions and I briefly wonder if nightmares are a common occurrence with me. I’m an out-of-control hormonal wreck, bouncing between emotions like a pinball machine, and yet here he is. Holding me. Loving me.
His hands tangle in my hair as he crushes me to his chest. My heart is still pounding and I try to steady my breathing.
He murmurs into my hair, “Good girl. Deep breaths—in and out. I’ve got you. I’m not letting you go.”
I cling to him, “It was a nightmare, but it felt like it was real.”
He laughs, “You were screaming the house down
I push him away and lay my head back on the pillow, “Why’d you have to sleep with my best friend?”
He reels back as though I’ve slapped him. It’s low, but I’m scared he’ll find out I’m more than just sick if he stays here any longer. I can’t handle the added stress right now.
His voice is quiet, “I’m going to go out and get you a few things. I’ll be back later.” He skips over the emotional slap I just gave him and kisses me on the cheek before leaving.
I’m an asshole.
I grab my phone off of the nightstand, nearly upending a glass of water in the process. I send a text to Lauren.
Me:
You free tonight? I’m thinking the only way I’m going to get David out of this house is if you sleep over.
Lauren:
I don’t have plans, but wouldn’t you rather David sleep over?
I’ll just run you a nice cold shower if you get all hot and bothered again.
Me:
Had my head in the toilet about twenty minutes ago…
not really in the mood for romance.
See if Mike can take David out and then we’ll be golden.
Lauren:
There’s a missing person case he’s been working on, so I haven’t had a chance to see him today. I doubt he’ll be leaving the office anytime soon though.
Me:
Yeah, I heard about that.
We can discuss it more when you get here.
Lauren:
Let me finish up this load of laundry
and I’ll head your way in an hour or so.
I place the phone back on the nightstand along with my glasses. I’ll just rest my eyes for a few minutes.
I’m at a large indoor pool, swimming laps, when I hear an infant cry. I stop swimming and begin looking around. There’s a baby no more than a few hours old lying on one of those inflatable rafts in the middle of the pool. Its screams echo off the concrete walls and I begin to swim toward it as fast as I can. Somehow the pool has gotten larger and it seems to be taking me forever to get there. I feel its wailing in every fiber of my being and I know that this isn’t some random child—it’s my baby. I urge my body to move faster, my heart racing. I’m about ten feet away when the raft begins to disintegrate and the child slips into the water. The cries stop immediately and I scream “no” until my voice is hoarse. I dive under the water and reach out my arms for it. Just as I’m about to make contact, strong arms wrap around me and pull me back toward the surface. I’m fighting for all I’m worth now to get free, but it’s useless. The person holding me is too strong.
“Hush, you’re safe now. You’re safe now.” Landon’s words chill me and I continue struggling in his arms.
“My baby! My baby! Let me go!” I can see the baby still struggling and anguish covers me like a blanket.
He’s got this maniacal grin on his face and he grips me even tighter, “You’re safe here. Shhhh…..Shhhh…You’re safe here.”
“Shhhh…Beth, you’re safe. Wake up!”
I sit up with a scream, wrapped in strong arms. I begin fighting to break free, convinced Landon is still holding on to me.
“Beth, baby, it’s me! Stop fighting me.”
I begin weeping. Guttural sobs wrack my body. What the fuck was that? It felt so real.
David pulls me into him, rocking us back and forth on the bed. He doesn’t ask any questions and I briefly wonder if nightmares are a common occurrence with me. I’m an out-of-control hormonal wreck, bouncing between emotions like a pinball machine, and yet here he is. Holding me. Loving me.
His hands tangle in my hair as he crushes me to his chest. My heart is still pounding and I try to steady my breathing.
He murmurs into my hair, “Good girl. Deep breaths—in and out. I’ve got you. I’m not letting you go.”
I cling to him, “It was a nightmare, but it felt like it was real.”
He laughs, “You were screaming the house down
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