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***NSFW***
I woke up in the middle of the night to a dark room, with the moonlight coming in through the window. I sat up, shivering a little bit feeling coldness in the air.
"Is everything okay baby?" I heard Noah ask from beside me, his back turned to me.
"I'm so cold...."the shivering started getting worse, my body temperature rapidly decreasing.
"I need a sweatshirt..." I barely spoke through my chattering teeth, going to get out of bed to grab some extra layers. I looked down at my feet as I set on the edge of the mattress, and I noticed dark droplets falling, scattered over the tops of my feet. I touched my throat, and I felt a long slit across my neck. I pulled my hands away and they were covered in blood. I went to scream and I couldn't.
"Noah?!" I asked and I turned back to get his attention. He turned over toward me to look at me and I was met with the face of Ryan. I gasped and I stood, going to try and run but feeling frustrated, as if I couldn't run fast enough. When I got a good look at my surroundings. I realized this was not my room and definitely not my house. We were back at the cabin in the middle of the woods, where I had to fight for my life or die a slow death. I ran outside into the cold night, hearing the leaves crunching beneath my feet as I tried to run.
"Eve! Come back! Come back to me Evie! Don't leave!" Ryan was chasing after me and suddenly my legs gave out. I was done for. I looked back and saw him running toward me with a knife in his hand.
No!
I tried to scream out on the top of my lungs.
"Eve! EVIE!" I opened my eyes and I gasped again. It was dark but I saw Noah hovering over me, he had been shaking me to try and wake me up. I looked around frantically, seeing I was actually home, safe in our bed. I was sweating profusely.
"Sweetie it was just a bad dream." Noah sighed and stroked my hair to comfort me. "Jesus you're running hot. I think you might have a fever. Lay back down babe." Noah tried to get me to relax. He went to get a cold, damp cloth and he came back and put it across my forehead.
"This'll get the temperature down. I'm gonna go grab you some water and some medicine okay?" I nodded quietly and he could tell I was still shaken up from the nightmare.
"It's okay baby. You're safe." I sighed and I rested my eyes, trying to think of anything else but my nightmare. It had been a long time since I had one about Ryan, considering before I had been having them frequently. Especially after Ryan took his own life. But I thought they were finally going away up until now.
Noah came back with the medicine and water. He gave me my dose and laid with me, draping an arm across my waist.
"If I'm sick I don't want you to get it baby. Maybe I should sleep in the guest room."'I yawned.
