My favorite enemy

Chapter thirteen | good girl

I'm laying in my bed, reading a book I had just recently got. I tried and tried to stay in my element and get into it but it just wasn't interesting.

I sigh as I yawn and set the book down on my bedside table, I reach over and shut off my lamp that sits next to my book.

I stretch my arms and turn over on my side facing the wall.

Usually, I had no trouble falling asleep. But the last few nights it's been awful, I lay here for hours just letting my mind wander to all kinds of places.

Truthfully I was scared of having another nightmare, I was sick and tired of waking up in cold sweats in the middle of the night.

It felt like every time I woke up from the nightmare, it felt more real.. More intense.

I've always tried to make sense of it, I just chopped it up to genetics. When my mom was my age she got nightmares too, but I didn't know if it was normal to have the same reoccurring one.

My mom reassured me that it would go away as a kid, and I believed her.. Up until I started getting them again.

But there really was nothing I could do but hope that they would go away again, not even melatonin was helping lately.

My mind wanders again, making various scenarios in my head. Not even really scenarios, more like things that are happening in my life.

I didn't think about my dad much anymore, but when I did I wasn't sad.. I wasn't angry, I just had so many questions.

How could he leave my mom alone, with one child. Especially since she was young, she was only twenty when she had me. I didn't think it would be possible for her to do it on her own.

But she did, twice. My brothers dad left too, not in the way my dad did. He's still around for Xavier but not for my mom, which happens.. but it's really unfortunate.

My mom has been through so much, she's the strongest woman I know. If I was her, I wouldn't be able to do the half of what she does.

She takes care of two kids, and yet she still works seventy hours a week taking care of even more people at the hospital.

I sigh to myself, trying to fall asleep. I finally let my mind settle and I'm dosing off but I hear something at my window.

It startles me awake and I quickly sit up in bed, I try to chop it up to tree branches but I hear it again.. And it sounds like knocking?

The knocking gets louder and I jump to my feet.

Oh god, this is it.. This is the day that I die.

I slowly make my way to my window, approaching it with nothing to use as a weapon in case it's a murderer.. How stupid of me.

I quickly close my eyes and my hand starts to shake as I lift it to peel back my curtain.

I squeeze them tight and quickly rip my curtain open, I slowly open my eyes and can't help but let my mouth fall wide open.

Despite it being dark out and barely any light coming from my room, I see emerald green eyes staring back at me me.

Levi...?

I open my window.

"Levi?! What the fuck are you doing here?!" I ask in a whisper yell.

"Just let me in, please?" He pleads, almost desperately.

I look behind him outside and back to my door before stepping aside to let him in.

"Is everything okay? What the hell is going on?" I ask, in a shocked and puzzled state of mind.

What in the fuck is he doing here? Why would he just show up at my house like this?