We were watching our favorite comedy when my dad comes home. You quickly hide; he doesn't like it when you come over.
He doesn't even glance my way as he storms into the kitchen.
Quickly and quietly, I turn off the TV and we creep down the hall to my room. You lock the door while I pull out my laptop.
We sit on my bed to finish the movie, but I fall asleep on your shoulder while you stroke my hair.
For the first time in weeks, my sleep isn't haunted with nightmares. I sleep well.
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Whispers In The Dark
FanfictionThe voices whisper horrible truths in my ears. I wish they would tell me a beautiful lie, just once. But no such luck. They're a part of me. And the one good thing I can say about myself: I've never been a liar. Short Form Started September 21, 2016
