Somebody That I Used To Know

Too Close

Lily runs down the hallway, holding her blanket in her hand. She opens the door to the guest bedroom and quickly jumps onto Emma's bed. "Auntie Em, wake up."

"What is it, dear?" Emma asks, voice hoarse.

"Do you hear that?"

Emma's ears sharpen as she hears a loud scream continuesly coming from her brother's room. She hears Molly's faint voice trying to calm him down.

"It's okay. You can come sleep in here with me."

"Is someone hurting Daddy? Mummy said that someone hurt Daddy really bad."

"No, Lily, no, your Daddy's okay. Come snuggle here. I'm gonna go check on them, I'll be right back."

"What if Daddy's hurt?"

"He's okay, don't worry."

Emma quickly ushers out of the bedroom and knocks on the door.

"No, no, no, please, stop."

"Baby, I'm here," Molly says. "It's just me, you're safe."

"Don't touch me."

"Snap out of it. You can do it."

"Please stop, please, I... I-"

"Thomas, you're dreaming. You're dreaming, just wake up."

"I want Molly. I just want Molly."

"I'm here, baby, I'm here, please wake up. You're safe, no one's going to hurt you."

"Get away."

"Thomas-"

Emma hears a loud noise and hears someone stumbling back.

"Please don't hurt me. I just want Molly."

The door knob turns and Emma jumps away so she doesn't get hit with the door.

Molly walks out of the bedroom, a slight red mark on her cheek.

"Molly?" Emma says, her eyes narrowing. "Molly, what happened?"

"I fell." Molly says, looking deep into Emma's eyes. "I just fell."

"No, you didn't."

"He's sleepwalking. He's in the middle of the bedroom holding a curtain against him for protection. He thinks I'm Matt."

"M-Molly-"

"Trust me, trauma or not, if Tom consciously hit me, I'd throw him off of the fucking balcony. He's not conscious right now and is cowering by a window protecting himself with a curtain. I can't be mad at him."

"I know he's suffering but you need to make sure that you're safe. Why don't you and Lily sleep in the guest room, I'll get Tom to bed, and I'll sleep on the floor."

"You're not sleeping on the floor."

"He hit you." Emma snaps. "I know it wasn't on purpose but what if he does it again?"

"You can never tell him about that. Do you know how bad he'll feel?"

"He'll be devastated."

"He can never know, do you promise not to tell him?"

"I promise."

"Good. I have to get him to bed. You sleep in your room."

"Are you sure? Are you okay? I can get you some ice if you want."

"No, thank you. I need to stay with him."

"Okay. Goodnight, Molly."

"Goodnight, Emma."