Pained Love (A Wolftyla Story) Completed

§27§: Nightmares.

Tyla

   I was wrapped in August's arms, trying to calm my breathing quiet as possible since I just been woken up from a nightmare. I stared at the ceiling as tears fell down my face. I climbed out of bed and walked towards the bathroom, I splashed some cold water on my face and looked myself in the mirror. I then looked down, placing my hands on the sink, and then I felt more tears falling down my face. I always wondered why this pain remained inside me, that varied within the deepest depths of my soul. How til' this very day the memories and nightmares still haunt me with every breath I took.

   It's been almost 5 long and misery years. Although the memories played over and over in my head like a broken record player, clear as day, as if it only happened yesterday. When my whole world just burned in front of my face into nothing. A tender age of 10 when that loco night accured. I still remember my mamí's sweet voice, every motion that dashed through my mind as I hid in the laundry room waiting something to happen. But I was reviled when I heard mamí's voice, telling me "everything was going to be okay" when everything was not okay and never WILL be okay! Her words, emotions, sights and tears, with every single detail from that tragic horrifying night in my memory. That always haunted my dreams every night.

   I hated what life brought to me. I also hates the fact that I was only 10 and I didn't even deserve allat shxt, especially them taking my twin brothers away from me that night, as we all went our separate ways. But then a police officer took me in that night, until I got put up in a foster home. But I think the good news is that my Uncle Jason is finding my mother. Him and his girlfriend's been pretty busy with tracking my mother down. And yes it's taking quite sometime finding her, but they haven't gave up and I'm grateful for that, especially when that's his sister and he's my uncle.

   Then I felt big arms wrap around my waist. Making me look up. When he saw my face he had a frown on his face.

    "Baybeh are you okay?" he asked me as he turned me around, and staring at each other face to face.

   I nod slowly. "Yeah," I said as my voice cracked.

   He pulled me into his warm arms and just held me. Without another word, his moist soft lips, connected with mines. He carried me to the bed without breaking the kiss and laid me on the bed. My mind slowly eased away from the deep confusing thoughts I had, as I focused on his lips. Now how is it possible to have sleep breath and then it's sweet and minty?? He then pulled away and then he kissed me on the forehead.

   "Let's get some sleep ma," he said as he wrapped his arms around me.