Telepathic Nightmares

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"It's okay. It's okay please Jacob it's okay," I cried, tears flooding down my face as I soothed the shudders running down his back while melting into his arms.

"Nessy....." He asked, his eyes still shut tight and bruised with purple rings beneath them.

"It's me-it's me." I repeated, shoving him into the mahogany doors and picking up his clothes to bring them inside with me.

"I had a bad dream," he uttered, burying his head into my wet curls of hair.

Another bitter tear slid down my cheek as I replied in a soft whisper,
"I know; I had one too."

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