[slowburn]
Saesha Krishnamurthy's life was anything but normal. After surviving her traumatic life for 15 years, she decides to escape from the hell she has been raised at.
She chooses to hide her scars and leave the past behind to start her new l...
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"I'm sorry, I didn't even realize it was already morning" Akshay buries his face in his hands.
"No, don't be. You just made me like you even more....You're amazing, Akshay. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise" She slowly removes her arms against his and hops off the bed.
"Thank you for listening" he gives her a small smile and she reciprocates.
"You're not sleeping?" he asks when she walks over to the couch.
"No.. It's already 4 in the morning. I don't.. Can't sleep"
"Does it have to do anything with what I said earlier about... Your nightmares? I'm sorry-"
"No.. No. I just can't sleep"
"Can you try?"
"No.. please"
"What is it?" he hops off the bed and walks over to the couch.
"I.. It's.. Usually two in the midnight or around four..."
"The nightmares"
"Yes.. And I.. Don't want to.. Wake up.. Feeling like I'm going to...die" her voice cracks, as she hides her face against the couch. He slowly kneels in front of her and gently cups her face in his hands.
"I'm here. And I would never let anything happen to you. Do you understand?"
"I know.. It's just... I know I sound silly... but.. I can't think straight. I either.. Wake up..with a panic attack or..something...even worse.." she clamps her eyes shut, unable to look into his eyes.
"No, no. It's not silly. I understand what you're trying to say.. It's not silly at all"
"You think so?"
"I know so" he slowly wipes her lone tear and mutters a few more comforting words.
"What do you wanna do?" he asks, taking his seat next to her.
"You can sleep-"
"No... No. I'm not leaving you alone here-"
"I'm fine-"
"I know... I.. I can't sleep either"
"Oh"
"Can I ask you something?" she slowly nods in response
"What triggers your nightmare?" her throat closes up as she tries to swallow the lump forming in her throat. She opens and closes her mouth, unable to say anything. All she could do was pull her legs to her chest and place her head on her them. She tries to speak again, only to get disobeyed by her throat. Tears prick her eyes when she realizes she could never talk about this. She is in a deep hole shit and she could never crawl up. She could never move forward with the demons living inside her. They would never let her live peacefully.
Seeing her zoned out, he touches her arm gently. When she doesn't react, he shakes her and she gets out of trans of horrific thoughts.
"I'm sorry" she sniffles, hiding her face against her knees.
