Married To My Private School Teacher

Chapter 22

(A/N: Hey guys, time for this next chapter! Hope you've all had a good week, I certainly enjoyed my week off work too much, I'm back tomorrow though which I'm not overly bothered about going back, I took the week to have a break and recuperate, which I feel I have done, I'm just not looking forward to having to wear all the PPE again, I really want this virus pandemic to cam down now (as do we all), I like the job in general, but how it was before all this started. Anyway, I am back there tomorrow, but I'm not at my other job until further notice (I've been furloughed) so I'm hoping that I can still get onto my laptop and write after I have finished work in the early afternoons! I hope you like this chapter, it's opening a couple of storylines, not just for Stefan and Addi, but for other characters too, which is exciting! I will tell you now that it does finish on a fairly big cliffhanger.. sorry. Anyway, I'll leave you guys to get on and read and I'll be back next Sunday! Stay safe, stay well, stay home! Laters :P)

Addison's POV

I am pulled out of my sleep as I feel the bed moving like crazy, I open my eye quickly as I realise Stefan is screaming in his sleep.

"No! Please don't! I beg you" He cries as he fidgets, I notice that he is sweating. "Please, leave us alone!" He shouts, I'm surprised he hasn't woken himself up with his shouting.

"Stefan" I say as I try to wake him up.

"Don't shoot!" He screams.

"Stefan, wake up! Please, wake up!" I say as I struggle to get him awake.

"I'm so sorry" He cries. Then suddenly he stops moving, back to looking peacefully asleep, but he can't be peacefully asleep, he's having a nightmare.

"Stefan, it's me" I say as I desperately shake his shoulders. Just then he jolts upright awake, deep breathing. "It's ok!" I say as I grab him.

"I died" He cries, breathless.

"Stefan, I'm here" I tell him. I turn his face to look at me. "Look at me Stefan" I demand, his eyes meet mine. "You're here, with me, in bed" I tell him.

It takes him a minute to get his breathing under control and calm down, I hold him as we sit in silence.

It's been 2 weeks since the hostage, since he was told he has PTSD, he hasn't been too bad with it yet, I don't think, I mean, it's not the first nightmare, but there hasn't been many of them, nor has any harm come to either of us due to the PTSD.

"I'm sorry" He says, eventually breaking the silence.

"It's ok, it's not your fault" I tell him.

"The nightmares are so vivid, like they're real" He says.

"The doctor said it would take time to get used to and perhaps even work on it, it was only 2 weeks ago" I remind him.

"I don't want to keep waking you up in the middle of the night with these nightmares and panic attacks" He says.

"I don't mind, as long as you're ok, but it's down to you how you deal with this, I can only support you" I say.

"I'm trying, I just want to put it all behind me and move on, I know I still freak out a bit with certain loud noises, but I'm going to get there" He says.

"I know, I believe in you, Stefan" I say as I kiss him.

"I should probably have a quick shower, I'm all covered in sweat now" He says with a small chuckle.

"I don't care about your sweat, you need proper rest, shower later" I say.

"Are you sure? I smell of bio" He points out.