Burn // h.s

Chapter 28

I toss and turn next to Harry but the constant shaking of the bed doesn't seem to bother him. No matter how many times I close my eyes they always seem to reopen 5 seconds later. Everything is on my mind all at once and I end up staring at the celing after numerous attempts of forcing myself to sleep.

I hear footsteps down stairs and can't help to jolt up once I hear them. I look to my left to make sure Harry is still there and sure enough his brown locks are sprawled out against the pillow and low snores can be heard from his mouth.

My first instinct is to wake up Harry but after I practically shove him off the bed and yell his name, I give up and decide to investigate myself.

I creep slowly down the stairs and find myself grabbing an umbrella from the container next to the front door.

I hear a crash come from the kitchen and I follow the noise to see the bright lights turned on and a males voice.

I sneak up behind the wall and drop the umbrella at the sight I see.

"Hey baby. Are you enjoying yourself?" Trey says.

I don't think to do anything but scream. My body is locked in place as his makes his way towards me in a devilish manner. I scream as loud as I can in hopes that Harry can come and save me. I wait for his footsteps to come rushing down the stairs and into my arms but they never do.

Trey carresses my face like he always did when I didn't obey him. I hear the familiar snap nose that happens when he hits me but when I look at him he looks sweet and caring. He's calling my name in a gentle manner and shaking me as hard as he can.

"Please" I whisper.

"Don't hurt me again."

"I would never hurt you." the male voice responds.

I open my eyes and expect to see Trey's blue ones forcing their way into mine but instead I see Harry's green ones.

'He's here Harry." I say and push myself further away from the door until I hit the back of the headboard.

"It was a dream. No one is here but me. It's okay." He soothes me.

I find Harry's arms and wrap myself tight in them. I close my eyes again and thank God that it was only a dream that Trey was here.

He's not here, but Harry is.

We lay there for minutes in silence as I think of a possible explanation to explain to Harry. If he asks, I'll tell him everything. I have to stop living in fear.

"Charlie?" Harry asks and I prepare myself for the inevitable.

"Yeah?" I look up at him with my glossy eyes.

He looks at me hard before finally finishing his question.

"Who are you running from?" he looks me straight in the eye to make sure I catch every word that falls from his lips. And I did, I just don't know how to process them.

"Me, mostly." I confess.

"But in terms of that dream that you witnessed me having; Trey."

"Trey?" he repeats.

"Trey Dawson. My, um, ex." I pause and look at him and from his looks his expression reads "Oh."

I know I've mentioned Trey before but not to this extent. Maybe he should finally know the whole story..

"He wasn't what you call a good boyfriend. At first he was. Don't get me wrong he was utterly perfect when we first met and maybe that was the problem. I was so mesmerized by how right he was for me that I was overlooking every bad thing he did. It's my fault really. In my mind I was looking for this perfect guy and when I found the one that fit all the criteria I just kind of kept him that way, no matter how horribly he treated me." I can't seem to stop what's flowing out of my mouth but speaking about him to someone in this way makes me feel relieved in a way.