Torn

Chapter 54

Demi's POV

*SOMETHING IN THIS CHAPTER FORESHADOWS THE END OF THIS BOOK (which is still kinda sorta far away so) BUT BE ON THE LOOKOUT FOR THE HINT*

I felt sunlight beams streaming through the curtains and into the room, including on my face. Before opening my eyes, I put my arms above my head and stretched.

Rolling over, I thought I would be met with Wilmers adorable face, but unfortunately, I wasn't.

The bed was empty.

I frowned, sitting up. Usually I'm the first one awake. I snatched my phone off the bedside table and checked the time. 9:00..? Usually he wakes up around this time.

I guess I could go get in bed with Annie until she wakes up. But then the memories of yesterday came flooding through my mind, giving me a headache. I forgot she was mad at me.

I sighed, swinging my legs off the bed. I'll go check on Annie before I go make them breakfast.

I trotted down the hallway of the large log cabin, anxious to get downstairs and wrapped up in a blanket because of how cold I am.

The door was already wide open, which was unusual because I remember shutting it when I said goodnight to her last night. Maybe she got up to get a drink or something.

I slowly walked in her room, but what I saw took me by total and complete surprise. Am I dreaming? My heart is literally a puddle in my chest right now. I can't help but smile from cheek to cheek.

Wilmer was half laying- half sitting up against pillows while Annie's head was on his chest, both sleeping peacefully. Part of me is really curious how it ended up this way, but I'll ask questions later. I brought my phone up and snatched the picture. Something I'll definitely cherish forever.

I went downstairs to the kitchen and started pulling out eggs and bacon. I began cracking the eggs and setting the stove for the bacon.

Not too long after I had started, I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Then, I heard them running towards me and soon I felt arms crashing around my waist.

With what torso wasn't being squished, I turned to see Annie who had me in a overly tight hold.. I thought she was mad at me? Hey, I'll take it.

"Hey, baby girl. Good morning!" I smiled.

When she unburied her face from my back, I saw tears in her eyes. Concern sprang through me as I unwrapped her arms from my waist and cupped her face.

"What's wrong baby girl?"

"Last night I had a nightmare that I was outside and I was freezing and, and, you were nowhere to be found like you were gone forever or something. And then I had another one where you did... Die. And, they're like reoccurring nightmares and I- there so real." She choked up as tears ran down her face.

I brought her into a warm hug as I combed her hair with my fingers. "Baby, that's awful. I'm right here, Annie. It's okay. Im not going anywhere."

My heart is physically breaking for her. I wonder why she's having terrible dreams.. Nightmares. Maybe I need to take her to a therapist once we get home. All of this stuff mixed in with her body issues and sadness.. Maybe that's what she needs.

"Let me finish this breakfast, then we'll eat and cuddle on the couch, yeah?" I asked, still hugging her to my chest.

She nodded and slowly started walking back to the living room.

"Wait!" I said, latching on to her arm.

She grimaced in pain and concern fled through me.

"Did.. What's wrong?" I asked, brining her arm up to my face.