It was the middle of the night and I was sleeping next my boyfriend, Gerard in the bed we shared. He started to toss in his sleep excessively, waking me up. I turned on my bedside lamp to look at his face, which looked scared and in pain.
"Gee?" I said shaking him.
"It's me.....not her....." He mumbled.
He continued to mumble as I shook him harder. The look on his face looked even more scared as he continued to mumbled to himself.
"No.......take me.......leave her alone!....." He panicked.
"Gerard! Wake up baby!" I shouted
He suddenly shot up, looking around the room frantically. His expression turned angry as he checked the closet, dressers and under the bed.
"Where is he?" He asked getting out of bed.
"Where is who? There's nobody here."
"He was gonna get you. I'm not letting it happen."
"Who is?"
"My alcoholism was a monster and he took you. I can't.....I just can't let it take you."
"Aw, my poor Gee. C'mere."
He reluctantly sat back on the bed and he rested his head in my lap. I heard soft whimpering coming from him so I stroked his hair in comfort. He finally sat up and I looked into his tear filled eyes.
"Please baby, don't go. I can't live without you." He begged.
"Gee, for the last time, I'm not going anywhere. I promise."
"Are you sure?"
I grabbed both of his cheeks and pulled his face into mine, kissing him so passionately as if I wanted to breathe him.
"I'm sure baby. I'm not leaving you, ever." I finally said.
"Okay."
"Now let's get some sleep, okay?"
"Okay.
He rolled over to his side of the bed and we cuddled until we fell back asleep.
