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Nightmares

Jake's POV
Once Blu had gone to bed,the four of us sat around the large dining table with Mitch's MacBook perched on top.We began to research body dysmorphia .I was worried for her,what if it made her starve herself?She could have self-hatred, that sucks.Despising your own body is the worst feeling. You have nothing left.You've turned yourself against you.The conflict in your head tears you in half.One short Google later and my suspicions had been confirmed, Scott had read out a passage from the Wikipedia page "Body dysmorphic disorder (also known as BDD, body dysmorphia, dysmorphic syndrome, or dysmorphophobia), is a disorder that involves belief that one's own appearance is unusually defective and is worthy of being hidden or fixed.This belief manifests in thoughts that many times are pervasive and intrusive.About half of those diagnosed with BDD spend over three hours a day attempting to conceal or correct flaws that are perceived but often not reality.If the perceived flaw has any foundation in reality, it is typically minor, though severely exaggerated.The distress that accompanies BDD can affect quality of life by impairing social, occupational, and academic functioning, and yielding social isolation, though it is important to note that this is not found in all cases. Causal factors seem to be grounded in many different aspects including: genetic, developmental, personality, and social engagement."

Mitch had tears in his eyes,I quickly wrapped myself around him in a comforting manner.I was in shock.I couldn't even fathom what it was like.Yes,I'd dealt with self-hatred,but I never acted upon my thoughts. BDD definitely sounds as if she will have acted on the most negative of thoughts.I kissed Mitch's forehead and looked up at Scott and Alex,who had their fingers linked,with eyes wide and mouths a gape.

We sat there frozen for a while when we heard a thump from Blu's room.Mitch was quickly out of my hold and was rushing up the stairs.Myself,Scott and Alex were close behind.We opened her door and searched the large room to find her led on her back on the floor,the duvet and blankets pulled to the ground next to her.She was shaking and whimpering in her sleep.She curled herself into a ball and you could hear her crying in her sleep.We didn't approach her yet,unsure of what to do in the unusual situation.She murmured at first,eventually they got louder until she was full on screaming."Wait!"she cry out."Please no!" "Leave me alone" "Mom!Dad!"she'd tell.By then,Alex had moved to her side,he hooked his arm underneath her knees and under her arms,in a bridal style.He picked her up gently and placed her on her bed."She's as light as a fucking feather."He stated quietly.She looked so scared in her sleep and I felt so sorry for her.I sat by the side of her bed and slowly shook her shoulder as she twisted and turned.Blu wouldn't wake that easily.She continued to scream in defence.She felt compromised,and if this was when she was unconscious,I'd hate to know her conscious emotions.Eventually she was as startled into reality.The look of fear quickly spread across her features,panic overpowering her normally blue eyes.She didn't know where she was.Once her eyes had scanned us over carefully,she relaxed,finally realising who we were and where she was."Are you okay?"Mitch asked in a hushed tone,trying not to startle our child.
Blu's POV
"Are you okay?"Mitch asked,dread lacing every word he spoke.
How do I reply to such a broad question? Explaining my dreams means getting attached.Can I risk it?What if they send me back afterwards? Breath.In and out."Not really,"I replied.I guess I'm risking it.I shuddered and a single tear flew down my cheek,Scott swiped but away and I smiled appreciatively."Do you want to tell us why?"Scott asked soothingly.I nodded in response and gulped before starting off."Well,as you probably guessed.I had a nightmare.It was from the night they left me.We were running from the police,our plan had fell in on us,the police had found out where we were targeting.Mom had me tuck away some of the goods in my clothing,she was ruff with me.After she'd loaded me,my dad made me hide behind some bins which were next to the warehouse.I was so scared.The next thing I know the police are here.The sirens always hurt my ears so much and of course the flashing lights don't help with my epilepsy.I could hear quick footsteps and I knew I had to run.They'd beat me if I didn't get the stuff back,it costed more that I did.I had half a grands worth in my shirt alone.I begin to get really panicky and this is normally where my nightmares start.I never see anything in the start because when it happened,I ran with my eyes closed,that way I wouldn't go into a fit.I always heard my parents and brothers screaming for me to 'run my ass a little faster' or to 'hurry the fuck up' and I would do it until exhaustion would hit me like a brick wall.The police get closer to me and then I can't hear my family anymore.All I can do is cry at this point.When I finally gave up running I just collapse on the floor but I can't move.I'm always conscious at this point but I'm stuck.The police always get physical like they did in real life.The beat me for what seems like forever and finally,one of the younger officers punched me in the side of my head and I'm out and awake."
I felt a real relief getting that off of my chest but it made me feel so awkward now because the looks of sheer horror over their features said it all.They pitied me.Great.Scott was the first to speak,"come here." He said,opening his arms.I crawled over to him and rested my head on his shoulder,side hugging him.Soon the three others were hugging me too and odour the first time in ages,I felt safe."Don't worry darling,we'll keep you safe,we are your protectors.Your guardians."Jake reassured me.I nodded in the middle of the hug and murmured a quiet "thank you."My eyes began to feel heavy again and soon enough I was asleep again.
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