Painting

Chapter 27

I wake up. It's dark. I look at my phone.

3:30 AM

I'm really thirsty.

I get up and walk on the tip of my feet. I walk next to the living room.

I'm about to go in the kitchen when I see a phone flashlight on the counter. It's not toward me, so I decide to hide. Then I see Tyler, dropping gently five bottles half-full of pills. He takes two of each bottle and close them all. He makes the water run, until he finds the right temperature. He takes a glass and fills it.

He drinks all of it and fills it again.

This time, he drops it gently on the counter.

He takes the first two pills and swallow them with the water. He waits a little bit.

He takes two other pills, swallow them again and he does that with the rest of them.

He fills his glass once again and drinks all of it. Tyler looks around, takes the cosmetic bag beside him and hides the bottles in it. He goes back to the stairs, climbs them and goes in his room.

He just took ten pills at once. What could he possibly need them for? Does he have an illness I don't know about? Maybe he does, but not the kind of illness you can treat like that, he probably doesn't know he is sick.

I look around to make sure no one is there.

Should I talk about it tomorrow? No, that's a bad idea.

Victor probably doesn't know and if I tell him, their whole relationship could fall apart.

I fill up a glass of water and drink all of it. Then I go back to my room.

I lay down. Get under the covers.

-Where are you going?

I'm standing there. In front of the door. Again, I have my purse with my toothbrush and my last shirt, the one, I didn't sneak out of his apartment, last week, in my left hand. I can feel the weight of my winter coat. Once again, I'm searching for my phone in my pockets. I can't find it. I start to panic.

-Are you trying to leave me again?

It's Teddy, he's behind me. I search for my phone frantically. I see my own tears coming out of my eyes.

I feel the weight of my coat getting off my shoulders. My purse falls out of my hand. I can't reach it. I grab the door handle, it won't open.

I feel arms grabbing me, I try to hang on to the door handle. It's no use. I get sucked away from it.

I'm in his room, on his bed. He is climbing on top of me.

-No! Stop it!

I scream on the top of my lungs. He's got all of his weight on my legs and he's tying one my wrists. I start to cry again.

-If you would stop moving, it would hurt a lot less and it's not that tight. You're such a cry baby. Here, now you won't be able to leave my side. I'll take care of you. You don't need anyone else, but me. I'll be here to tend to your every need and when I'll be at work, well I'll have to install a camera and you'll have to wait for me.

I'm such a cry baby.

-Hey! Wake up. June wake up.

Tyler is holding me in his arms, trying to not get hit.

-It was just a dream.

-Teddy... He...

-I know, well I figured it was that.

-I thought the dreams were gone. I'm so sorry, I woke you up.

-It's okay, don't worry. Are you cold?

I nod my head. He takes the covers and wraps us in them.

-There, better?

I nod my head again. He plays with my hair and he holds my hand.

-Don't go.

-I won't.

-You know, if what happened in your dream was to happen again, I think you would be fine. You were giving such a fight and screaming too. I'm surprised you didn't wake yourself up.

I laugh a little.

-Thank you.

-No problem, I used to have nightmares too and Victor too. I didn't have the best childhood or the best teenage years, but it's nothing compared to Victor.

-What happened to him?

-He'll tell you, when he's ready.

-Does it have anything to do with his parents?

-Yes, but I can't tell you.

-It's okay.

We lay down and I put my head on his chest. He makes circles with his fingers on my arms and kisses my forehead. People do that to me a lot these days. I listen to his heartbeat.

No need for ASMRtists today. When I'm alone, I can't sleep if I don't listen to at least one video or one audio. I have my own voice actor right here.

I fall back to sleep.