Cheer Up Baby | Elijah Hewson

Chapter 30. Happiness

Four hours sleep was Rebecca's worst nightmare, and recently she was able to regroup with herself and her sleeping patterns, and sleep for a solid nine hours, but last night?

Last night was a four hour sleep kind of night. Between crying, being too cold, being too hot, headaches and vomiting, she was a complete mess.

Even though she remembers the war she went through during the night, she doesn't remember everything else.

Rebecca remembered having enough of her emotions and digging into a bottle of Red Wine, and she remembers very stupidly driving to Sophie's, but after that everything is a bit blurry.

Things did begin to come into the light when she peeled open her eyes, squinting furiously to try and get rid of the agonising pain behind her eyes, and she noticed the feeling of the sheets. The sheets she was familiar with and the smell of his cologne that constantly lingered on them no matter how many times she'd washed them after the break up.

The nearly house shaped window in front of her was covered nicely by the cream coloured curtains, The room dark enough for her eyes and headache to handle and adjust.

The other side of the bed was empty, but there was a dent in the bed where his body once was, and that's when a memory from the night before appeared in her head.

She remembers him carrying her up to bed after she'd fallen asleep on the couch, in and out of sleep in the short journey from the sitting room to what was once their bed.

He placed her down, tucked her in, turned off the light before trying to sneak out of the room before she had woken up, but he wasn't aware that she was awake the entire time.

" 'Jah? I can't sleep without my blankets." She mumbled sadly.

He walked back into the room fully, standing over her as he ran a hand through her hair.

"I'm sorry Gorgeous, I don't have them. They're back at your place." 

"Please, I need them." She begged. 

"How about I give you some Oreos. I keep forgetting to take them off the shopping list so there's loads of them downstairs. Would that help?"

Elijah felt like he was trying to compromise with a toddler. Trying to come up with something that would make her go to sleep without arguing with him.

He knew she needed to sleep this off. 

"No, I don't want food. I want you." 

His eyes went wide at her words. He wasn't quite sure in which context she wanted him, but either way he was still in shock.

"Huh?" Was all he said, his face filled with confusion.

"I want you, here, with me. Don't leave me again, please." Rebecca grabbed his hand, gripping onto it like it was the only thing keeping her alive and breathing.

"I'm not going anywhere. It's okay, you're okay." He quickly rushed over to his side of the bed, lying down and holding his ex lover close to his chest as she violently sobbed herself to sleep.

Leaving his heart an aching mess at the sight of her pain.

He never moved a muscle, letting her sleep into his side as he closed his own eyes and pretended that this was the ordinary. Her sleeping beside him, wrapped up his is arms was nothing rare.

Rebecca's stomach turned as she started to remember all her actions. The way she snapped at Sophie, and the burning image of Sophie sobbing in the front garden while Rob helped her into the taxi. Elijah constantly wiping away her drunken tears and holding her hair back as she threw up.