I'm Here

chapter 22

I stood up. My stomach throbbed with pain. I fell against the wall and tears rushed down my cheeks. I slowly and quietly opened the door and limped out. Now the stairs. Easily I walked down. I planted each step with care and caution. Only three more. I thought I would have fallen already. I could see him. Sitting on the couch. His face in his hands. His elbows resting on his knees. In pain. Mad and upset. All of this because of me. I got to the bottom and winced. I leaned against the wall without making a sound. I gripped my stomach as a few more tears fell. I probably looked horrible, but I had to get to him. I walked in large strides. I got to the couch and he still didn't recognize my presence. I sat down and leaned backwards. I sweared under my breath and he shot up. His eyes were red. They were not puffy but they were red.
"What are you doing down here?" He asked.
"I need you to know that if I could make you stay out I would," I whimpered, "I would take you out of those nightmares immediately if I had the power to. I just don't want you to be mad at me. I can't stand it. I love you Aaron. With all my heart. I don't wa-
He wrapped his arms around me. I smiled and relaxed, wrapping my arms around him.
"I'm sorry," he shook, "I over reacted. Emma baby I'm so-
"It's ok," I whispered, "it's ok."
He kept his arms around me I knew he wasn't going to let go of me. I smiled. To be in his arms was the best feeling in the world. By now it was nearing 10 pm. He carried me up the stairs and laid next to me. I fell asleep. A nice sleep. No nightmares. Nothing. Just a good, heavy sleep. Just what I needed. He was laying right next to me. He was laying on his left shoulder and his right arm was across my waist. I held onto his hand firmly that night. Not letting go. He wasn't mad at me anymore and that made me happy.