Chapter 3: A Stab to His Dead Heart

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            It was midnight and the thunder and lightening was keeping Jared up. Normally he would’ve slept perfectly through the night, and the storm. But tonight is not like all the other, every time he finally got to sleep and then thunder would boom in the night and he would wake up hearing Ann scream. But then he would shoot up in bed then remember that Ann is no longer in that damned cell. It’s been a month since he brought her back upstairs. He sighed, removed his sheets exposing his bare tattooed chest and his green plaid boxers, and got out of bed. He then slowly opened the door that connects to Ann’s room. He smiled at her sleeping body, but cringed when he saw that her back wounds were not healed all the way yet.

            He lightly tapped on Ann’s exposed shoulder until she woke up. She mumbled something, sighed then tried to get comfortable again. “Ann, it’s me; Jared” Jared said softly and as sweetly as possible

“Is everything okay?” Ann asked in a mumble but Jared heard her just fine. Her voice always made his stomach feel weird, in the best way.

“Ummm I can’t sleep. I keep having nightmares, so ummm I was wondering if I could spend the night with you. I mean it the nightmares are about you so I know that if I sleep next to you then I will sleep better” Jared whispered

“Mmm” Ann said as she moved over so that Jared could join her on her full size bed as she took up the whole middle of the bed.

            He smiled and climbed into bed. Once the sheets were over him, out of instinct and almost absent-mindedly he pulled Ann close to him so that his chest was touching her back. His arm was draped over her waist but at the same time making sure that she was close to him. At first he thought that Ann would pull away but he soon noticed that she was sound asleep. Once he closed his eyes, he knew he was going to sleep throughout the rest of the night.  Ann soon rolled over in Jared’s arms so that she was snuggled into his chest, she felt warmer that way even though his skin was cold. Jared just held her close to him anyway. The both of them slept pretty peacefully that night, neither of them noticed the storm outside as they both were now in dreamland.

            Ann woke up first and almost jumped out of her skin when she noticed that she was cuddling in Jared’s arms. She loved being in his arms, they felt loving, but at the same time she was so afraid to be this close to him because she wasn’t this close before and she got almost beaten to death. Once her heart slowed down she couldn’t help it but trace her fingers over his tattoos. Jared made a sound that Ann took as a moan and thus she stopped what she was doing, she was scared. It took a lot for her not to shake. “Why’d you stop? It felt nice” Jared mumbled, slowly waking up

“Y-you m-made a so-sound a-and I g-got scar-scared” Ann stuttered

“Why are you stuttering?” Jared asked now opening his green eyes

“I’m afraid” Ann said was quietly as possible, but Jared heard it clearly.

            Jared just closed his eyes again, hearing that felt like a knife to his dead heart. “I am so sorry. I can’t express that enough. And it kills me that you are afraid of me. I know that what I did still scars you, a month later. I know that it’s going to take a while for you to trust me, but I really want you to be able to. The nightmare I had last night scared me, I couldn’t sleep. In my nightmare you were still in that damned cell, and just the thought, even for a second, that you might still be down there shook me to the bone. And sleeping with you in arms, I don’t know but it just felt… right. Like you are suppose to be in my arms, forever. I never felt this way towards anyone before and that scares me.” Jared said truthfully.

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