I wake up with a start, tears still wet on my face from that nightmare. My heart is beating through my chest and I'm sweating from every orifice in my body. I'm about to have a panic attack, so I get up and groggily walk to Sam's room. He sees me, the tear stains on my face, and throws back his covers and runs over to me. He holds my head in his hands and asks me, "Kait! What's wrong?" I look around, making sure no one is around to hear what I have to tell my boyfriend. "I...I had a nightmare. It was bad." Sam's puppy dog eyes melt my heart as I catch his sight. He apologizes and says, "It's ok now. It's five o'clock in the mourning, hun. Whatdya say we go back to bed?" He motions toward his bed and I look up at him, then quickly drop my gaze to the floor. He touches my chin with his right thumb, and kisses me deeply. I absolutely cannot pull myself away, because I love him. After our kiss, I ask tentatively, "Can I sleep with you? I can't imagine going back in my room right now. I was so scared, when I woke up and nobody was there." Sam nods his head. "Of course you can stay with me. Come one", he takes my hand and leads me to the bed. I climb under the covers and move over to the right a bit, because Sam climbs in the left side. I fall back asleep with Sam's arm wrapped around me protectively.
