PTSD pt.2

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I sat in bed, afraid to close my eyes. I haven't really been out since that tragic kidnapping. Anytime someone other an my father came near me or touched me, I'd flinch or shake in fear before running off. I was still scarred by nightmares and overwhelming fears and thoughts. A lot of times, it really felt like this was all a dream, and I'd be afraid to go to sleep at night, causing me to lose even more sleep. Levi began noticing this and he spent a lot of time with me in the room, trying to help me calm down and overcome my PTSD. We tried a therapist but I kept screaming and curling up in Levi's arm, afraid the therapist was my mother and she was back again to hurt me.

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