Secrets

Three

NO NO GET OFF ME! LET HIM GO TAKE ME INSTEAD!!!!! GET OFFF MEEE

I wake up screaming in a hot sweat, I burst into tears, the dream almost felt real, I know I can never escape my past and I know it will always be with me, but I just want to be free for just one nights rest.

BANG BANG BANG

I hear someone knocking at the door, scared out of my mind I get out of bed and to the front door and look through the peak hole "harry?" I say as I open the door "w-w-what are you doing here?" I stammer as I am still shaken up by my dream, tears are still visible on my face. "I heard you screaming, you've been screaming for a good half an hour?!" He notices my tears and puts his hand up to wipe away the tears, I can still smell the scent of vodka on him from earlier in the night,before I left his apartment. "I came to check on you, I thought someone was in here?" He question "um n-no, it was just a bad dream, sorry for waking you, but I'm fine" I smile whilst shaking, "You dont look very fine, are you sure you're going to be ok on your own tonight?" He rubs my shoulder comforting me, is he offering to stay or something? Why would a gorgeous man like him want to come in? Does he still want to question me or something? "Yes I'll be fine here." I say softly. "Ok, well get a good night sleep, I'm just across the hall if you need me" He smiles before I shut the door.

I go back to bed, still having flashbacks of my dreams, which make me flinch leaving me unable to sleep.

BEEP BEEP

my alarm goes off, I havent even slept, but I know that I need to get up and ready for work.

I quickly take a cold shower to wake me up, I get out and the heat radiating from the heater quickly warms me up. I dry off and blow dry my hair and straighten it before putting it in a sleek ponytail.

I get dressed quickly before leaving the apartment and locking it. I walk down the hall looking down at my phone, mom... helen hasnt stopped texting

Honey I'm sorry please please come home I wont every let anyone touch you again, but please come home

Just tell me where you are atleast so I know you're safe!

Sweety please reply.. xx love you

My cheeks are flusteed with anger at these texts, but tears feel my eyes, maybe she's serious this time.. maybe she will change, maybe she wont let anyone touch me again. I break back into reality and remember all those times she's sent messages like this the other times I ran away, but this time I have my own place to live in, and she will never see it, and never know where it is. 

I enter the elevator still looking at my phone and someone quickly jumps in after me. I look up "hey Millie!" harry is leaning over me trying to see the texts, I quickly lock my phone and put it in my purse. "Hey harry.. why are you up so early?" "Well I heard you leave your apartment, and concider you look like you've had no sleep I thought I'd give you a lift to work?" He smiles "Harry honestly its fine, I am capable of driving myself you know?" I look at him baffled by him being so nice to me. "No please, I owe it to you for being so noisy last night" He smiles widely exposing his dimples "fine" I say finally caving into his offer.

He leads me to his car, and opens the door for me I get in a smile at him, he has a grin on his face as he shuts the door. He gets in the car and turns on the car, putting the heater on pull blast. He starts the car and begins driving. "Hey Millie?" "yeah?" "what was your dream about? Last night? I mean you sounded pretty scared.." He looks over at me with concern on his face. "Keep your eyes on the road" I snap as I realise this was a bad idea and he would just try and be nosey again. "Millie we're barely moving, it wont matter if I'm not concentrating for a minute", "ok then" I say still trying to avoid the question. "Millie seriously come on tell me... about your dream?" He says with a concerned tone "It was just a dream why does it matter" I say still aggravated at the fact he wanted to drive me to work to get information about a dream... i mean its just a dream why does it matter to him. "I dont know, it just sounded so real, you know?" he says with the same concerned voice "And I mean when you opened the door you look so distraught, like you just lived through hell, like it was real" "Harry it doesnt matter alright, whats past is past." I state. "So it was kind of like a flash back?" he questions "Yeah I guess, but it doesnt really matter." He puts his hand on my leg his thumb rubbing my knee comforting me, i almost want to cry. "If you ever need to talk I'm here for you alright, anytime." He says looking over at me with a small comforting smile on his face as his nods.