Somniphobia

Summer 2021- Toothless

Toothless is my cat btw
   I had this dream shortly after I moved out of my abusive household and into my partners safe one. My father has the address and had threatened to show up and get me to come home. It was a big fear of mine for a while but it's been a year and he hasn't yet so I'm not as nervous about it.

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"It seems like I never get to see you two anymore!" My grandma smiled and hugged me tightly as my partner stood to the side.
"Yeah I missed you too!" I replied, "im gonna go check on something real quick!"
I hurried to the kitchen as my partner said something to my grandma. The two of them talked for a while as I pet my cat. I saw a car pull in and my father step out. I quickly grabbed Toothless and shrunk into a corner as I heard my grandma and partner arguing. When father started banging on the door they rushed in.
I could feel toothless purring as tear escaped down my cheeks. A sob lifted me slightly and I tried to stand. My legs gave way as my father burst in, the door frame splintering everywhere. Him and my partner started screaming at each other's as I shielded toothless with my body. Her tiny head rested on me neck as she anxiously listened to the chaos.
Pain shatter across my ribs as someone shoved me to the side and ripped toothless from me, scratches tearing into my arms. Father continued to scream at me, waving the cat around in front of him. She cried out as he roughly shoved her against him and stormed towards the door.
I scratched and beat him in the back but could get her back. And as quick as he came he was gone. The only reminder of my cat was the gashes on both my arms.
I sobbed loudly on the floor, the emotions from everything finally processing. My grandma ran back after him as I just laid there on the carpet. My partner tried to comfort me but I shoved him away.
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While it may seem ridiculous to be that upset over a cat, she is my whole life. My former dog was as well. She passed a month after I moved though, which means she had been holding on for me. I carry a lot of guilt over my dog passing and me not getting to say goodbye but my father and siblings didn't reach out or anything to even tell me she went. I found out from my grandma like a week later. I already hated the 4th of July but that has to be worst one I've ever had.
Point being that these nightmares may seem boring to you but they really mess me up. I can still hear my cat yelping in my dream as my father roughly carried her out. After I woke up I had to go check she was still here and okay, which she obviously was. I don't know what I would have done if I lost my dog and my cat around the same time.