I ate in my queen size hotel bed, two empty boxes of Chinese delivery food, next to me. I was going through the channels - nothing catching my eye.
I end up giving up and grabbing my laptop, logging onto my personal blog.
I blog and reblog for quite a bit, before my phone rings.
I am quick to remember to check the caller ID: Ashton.
"Hey," I greet, grabbing my soda can from the table and sipping some from the straw.
"Hey babe, whatcha up to?" He asks, his voice energetic.
"Nothing really - blogging and eating Chinese food in bed." I say shrugging my shoulders.
"Already? It's only 6 O'clock. Are you guys not going to go out and see stuff before the convention?" He asks and I bite my lip.
"Well everyone went to lunch earlier and haven't came back so I'm sure they saw some stuff..." I mumble.
"Why didn't you go?" He asks, I knew he was.
"Was tired..." I shrug once again, even if we're on the phone.
"Oh - well what are you going to do the rest of the night?" He asks and I rub one of eyes out of tiredness.
"Watch tv most likely." A yawn escapes me, quickly, I cover my mouth.
"How lame, go do stuff. I'm sure if I was there we'd go out and about." He chuckles and I nod at his words.
"We definitely would." I chuckle, ending it with a sigh.
"Well since I'm bored and your obviously bored - tell me about your blog." Ashton says and so I do, all night long.
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I get off the phone with Ashton at 8:47, he said his hand hurt from holding his phone to his ear and I was okay with that because I really wanted to sleep.
But you'll have the nightmare, my conscious mocks me and I groan. I can't let this nightmare make me not sleep, it's unhealthy.
Maybe I have to fall asleep to soothing music? Or maybe lay fetus position? I sigh as I get under the covers, covering my head as I try to go to sleep.
In the past 48 hours I've probably only had three hours of sleep and I was determined to sleep all the way till the convention tomorrow.
I shut my eyes, trying to listen to the water swooshing on my phone but it doesn't feel like it's helping.
I let out a breath as I open my eyes, staring into darkness.
I want sleep. I love sleep. But this nightmare is haunting me and I can't have it control me and my sleeping.
I groan after having minutes of me laying under the covers and throw them over my legs, and walk to my balcony.
The night air is cool against my warm skin, my hair blowing behind me. My arms instantly cross my chest as I lean on the railing. There were street lights and a few building lights but it wasn't as 'city looking' as you'd think.
"How you feeling?" Nathan's voice booms next to me and I jump, clutching my chest in my hands.
"W-What? I'm w-what?" I stutter. What did he mean 'how was I feeling'?
"How are you feeling?" He says slower, his arms leaning on the railing. "Earlier - I heard you..." He says quieter and I furrow my eyebrows.
"Heard.. What?" I ask quietly.
