It was around 9pm that Caitlin decided to go to sleep. We had been to the pub with Theo and eaten a really good dinner of roast beef and potatoes. Then we had sat in front of the tv for a few hours, watching recordings of my beloved Derby football team's past few matches.
She had asked me to sleep in her room that night to protect her, because she was scared that whatever had beaten her and locked her in Theo's old room would come back to finish her off. I was laying a sleeping bag down on the floor for myself to sleep in when she said:
"No, it's a double bed, Niall. Surely you can sleep up here with me."
I reluctantly agreed and we climbed into bed together. Her body was warm and she was shaking, as if she were scared. Which of course she was. I attempted to comfort her by saying "it's okay, I'll protect you" and she wrapped her arms around me in a big cuddle and said thank you.
I found it incredibly strange to be sleeping in a bed that was not my own with a woman who I barely knew, but I knew I couldn't leave her alone after whatever it was that had happened to her. I could not sleep so I just lay there, watching her. it was about half an hour before I knew that she was in deep sleep. She looked so beautiful sleeping there beside me.
It had been about a year since I had last shared my bed with a woman, the very same woman who all the clothes in the room had belonged to. Her name was Isabel and I had been planning to marry her. She was to be the recipient of the beautiful engagement ring that had been sitting in my drawer for many years. I had bought it right at the start of my career, eighteen years ago, for my princess who was to come. Unfortunately, Isabel had died in a car crash before I could propose. I wondered if the ring could one day be Caitlin's.
After I few hours, I realised that Caitlin was beginning to stir. I could feel her tensing up beside me, as if something in her dreams was making her panic. She woke up with a jolt and began to shake me violently.
"Niall! Niall, I remember! They've got Tommo, Niall! They've got Tommo!" she yelled.
"Calm down Caitlin, calm down! I'm sure this Tommo of yours will be fine!" I said in an attempt to calm her down.
"No she won't, Niall! They told be they were going to kill-"
It was then that I heard the scream coming from Theo's old room and knew that Caitlin's worst fear had come true.
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FanfictionA young boy senses that something mysterious is going on in his home one stormy night. The next morning his uncle decides to investigate and finds a girl, beaten and weak from hunger, curled up on a mattress in his nephew's old room, to which they h...
