Him: e.g.d

"But You're My Bitch."

(a/n: i really want this book to end soon, so i'm thinking about posting two more actual chapter for the book, and some epilogues.)

A few weeks later

"Tatum!" I jolted up out of my deep sleep, feeling damp as I gasped for air. I looked at the pillow seeing sweat stains and felt the top of my forehead: Sweat. I had another nightmare; I thought they would be gone. I've been fine ever since seeing a therapist and now they've come back. 

"I thought you were seeing your therapist."His tone became serious and a little deeper as he looked at me. I was going to therapy, but the nightmares stopped and so I stopped going. Apparently the nightmares always find a way to come back. 

"What happened this time, T?" I stared at the comforter, recalling the nightmare I was awoken from. 

"H-he killed you E." Looking up at him as a single tear fell from my eye, he hurriedly wrapped me in his arms, calming me down. 

He gently pushed me away to look in my eyes once again, "You should go back." I nodded my head and made a reminder to myself to schedule an appointment and to call off work. 

Ethan wrapped his arms around me which put me to sleep like a baby. 

It was now a decent time to actually be up. I did my normal stretch and loud yawn to feel more awake and zombie-walk my way to the kitchen. 

"It always feels like someone is missing, but we're all here." Gray said once I made it to the kitchen. I rolled my eyes at him, grabbing milk, cereal, and a bowl. 

"It's been weeks."

"Get over it." Dani and I both said at the same time as Gray raised his hands up in surrender continuing doing whatever he was doing. 

He was referring to Luke; he left a few weeks ago to continue school and I was sad to see him go same with everyone else, but he was also sad to leave. I promised him I'd visit more often. And I definitely will. 

"Did you make your appointment." Ethan asked as I shoved a spoonful of cereal in my mouth. I nodded my head receiving a kiss on my temple. 

"That's my girl." He smirked at me and in return I gave him a disgusted look. 

"I'm not your dog." 

"Appointment for what?" Dani inquired, taking a bite from her pancakes. 

"But you're my bitch." His cocky look was starting to annoy me, so I threw a spoon at him. 

"Hey, no throwing utensils! This will not be a repeat of last time." Gray stopped a utensil fight from forming and I was left with no spoon, so I tilted the bowl in my mouth eating the cereal that way. 

"For therapy. She's having nightmares again." Ethan answered Dani's question for me. 

"Aw, honey." Dani pulled me in for a hug. 

I'm just trying to figure out when I asked for a hug. 

She soon pulled away right as Victoria, Kian, Neels, and Laney all came in. 

"Are we having a utensil fight? I call knives!" Laney excitedly said once she saw the spoon that was still on the ground. 

Dani and I laughed at her as Ethan and Gray looked at the four of them with confused looks. 

"Yes?" Victoria questioned in a funny way. 

"How did you guys get in?" Gray asked. All of them looked at each other and burst out laughing. 

"You guys act like this place is Area 51 or something." Kian replied. Gray decided not to talk about it anymore.

"I thought the nightmares went away?" He asked turning the topic back to my nightmares. 

"I thought so too. But I guess they came back." I shrugged, not really interested in the topic anymore. 

"Wait, your nightmares came back? When did this happen?" Most of the group asked. I groaned purposely loud and got up from my chair. 

"Leave me alone!" I didn't feel like answering the same questions. I ignored all of them and decided to get ready. I quickly got dressed in an orange Nike shirt with leggings and my Nike slides. I walked out the door saying 'bye' quickly, heading to my car. 

"Tums!" Right as I was at my car, I turned around seeing Ethan jog towards me.

"You know you can talk to me right? Anytime." He told me in reassurance more so to himself than to me. He wants me to talk to him and I do, but going to therapy gives me answers. Ethan just allows me to rant. 

His arms wrapped around me and I was instantly surrounded by his yummy scent. He released me from the hug, kissing me quickly on the lips, "I love you, Tum-Tums." He goofily smiled at me, using my full nickname on purpose. 

I laughed slightly at his goofy side, "I love you too, E-tee-wee-wee." I used my own personal nickname on him as his smile quickly faded, hating that nickname which caused me to laugh more. 

I drove the ten minutes it takes to get to the building and soon found myself sitting in my chair talking to her. 

"I'm surprised to see you, Tatum." I nodded my head agreeing with her. I haven't been here in months. 

"What brings you back?" She questioned, crossing her legs with the laptop ready to be typed on. 

I sighed, "I've been getting those nightmares again." I watched as her eyes widened in surprise. 

"I'm guessing you stopped coming because you thought they were gone." I again nodded my head. 

"Yeah, so why are they back?" I wanted to know if she could answer the question. After all of those months I spent sitting in this same exact room, meeting with her at the same exact time, having a whole routine with her, and they still didn't go away. 

"Well, possibly because of the fact your mind distracted you; you had other things going on in your life, positive things, and that caused them to disappear. But now they're back because you never got that closure. You know what you need to do Tatum. And if you want them gone you need to do it as soon as possible." I had no reason not to believe her, she was able to help me understand these nightmares and find ways to get rid of them, so if she did it once she can do it again. 

I sat up from my seat, knowing exactly what I need to do, "Thank you!" I rushed out of the building, heading to my car. I called Ethan once my car started. 

"How'd it go?" He asked, but I ignored his question to ask my question. 

"How do you feel about going to New Jersey?" I asked my heart thumping rapidly. I don't know why I'm so nervous for his answer, or maybe I'm nervous for what I have to do. 

"Um, yeah. Is everything okay?" I sighed in relief at his answer. 

"Yes, everything is fine. Book the flights as soon as possible and tell everyone else." I ended the call, quickly driving home. Hopefully we can leave today, or at least early tomorrow. I'm bursting with so many emotions and I don't know why I'm feeling like this. 

I feel happy because maybe this will end soon. I feel scared because I'm worried this might not work. I feel nervous because I don't know how this will go. 

I just want closure.