But then I felt something... warm? I gasp and turn around, there was a hand on my side. There he sat I saw something in his hand. It was... a book? oh. So that's why he wanted my age it's a storybook. He really is an amazing and lovely guy I don't know why I was so worried. He removes his hand "sorry, did I wake you?" he sounds so sincere. "No" I wondered if I was too quiet but he seemed to hear me just fine. Must have amazing hearing. "good, I know kids like books to help them sleep so..." I nod my head and turn my body over to face him. He smiles slightly and begins to read. Once the story was over he twisted his torso and then moved his left leg more on the bed. He then lay his body on top of me in a weird hug. His breath was tingly on my neck. After a short while, he then pulled away completely and stood up. "Good night and sweet dreams" It was said in such a sweet voice almost too sweet. 'No don't think like that, he is a nice man, a tall, lanky, scary, strong man...' I shake off such sickly thoughts and go to sleep. Nightmare is the same one over and over again. I drown over and over again. The last time I woke up there he was at my side with his hand on my chest. "Are you alright? You're sweating a lot." He used his other hand to caress my face and push back my hair. His face comes right up to mine. "you were screaming, did you have a nightmare?" He whispered in my ear, I shivered at his frosty breath. I move to the other side of the bed till I hit the wall. His eyes widened then went back to normal. He got closer and grabbed me, I was so scared. He pulled me back to where I was him right on top of me. He then carries me and takes me to another room, much like the room I was in before. Then it hit me, this is his room.
