Have Faith In Me

Chapter Three.

“No! Get away from me!”, I scream, pushing myself towards the top of my bed.

 “Ella, its okay....Its m-”, the male voice is cut off by the lights being switched on, Anne running into my room, Rob right behind her.

“Ella, sweetie!!! What's wrong?”, she ran towards me engulfing me in a hug.

“Harry? Why are you...What are you doing in here?” My eyes dart in the direction of where I last saw my dark shadowed intruder, when I hear Rob. I’m meet with those familiar green eyes.

Why was he in here?

Harry is awkwardly standing at the end of my bed, wearing only sweat pants. His hands are up defensively staring at me.

“I-I....I heard Ellie crying out in her sleep....so I came in here to check on her”, he stammers, “I think she was having a nightmare.”

 “Ella.” I correct him. My breathing has eased a little, Anne’s hug surprisingly soothed me rather than made me uncomfortable. She has me pressed against her chest, smoothing out the hair on the top of my head.

 Harry heard me crying out? What did he hear? What did I scream? What if he heard me cry out his name...I am torn from my thoughts when Anne’s grip loosens around me.

 “Ella, were you having a bad dream?”, she asks.

 I nod my head looking down at my hands. Her arms tighten around me once again, as if she is trying to protect me from the haunting dreams I am too familiar with.

 “Do you want to talk about it?”

 I shake my head side to side. No, of course I didn't want to talk about it. I never wanted to talk about it to anyone. I wish that it wouldn't have even happened, but I am constantly reminded that it did by these horrific nightmares that I keep having.

 “Do you have these nightmares often?” Rob is standing next to Harry at the foot of my bed, both their eyes fixed on me in Anne’s arms.

 “Um...sometimes..about once a week or so”, I croak. I unwillingly pull myself from Anne’s warm embrace.

 “Is it always the same dream?”

 I rested my back against my pillows pulling the blanket up as far as it could go before covering my face.

 “Not really, its the same situation, but not the same dream.” My nightmares were never the same. They were always different bits and pieces of that horrible night.

 This was the most that I had ever told anyone about my nightmares. Some of my other foster families had asked me what my dreams were about, but they were just being nosey. I'm not quite sure why, but something inside me just knew that Anne sincerely cared about what was causing me to scream out in the middle of the night.

 “I'm sorry I woke you guys up”, I mumble.

 “Its fine Ella. We are all just glad you are alright.”, Anne puts her hand on mine and squeezes lightly.

 “Well we should all get to bed”, Rob yawns.

 “Are you going to be alright, Ellie?” Harry moved from his spot next to Rob at the foot of my bed and was now sitting on the edge. He put his hand on my leg, but I flinch away. His face slightly fell before standing and resuming his spot next to Rob.