Handled

Chapter Thirty

I blink awake, my heart slamming into my chest as the memories crash into my mind. 

I swallow the scream that's building in my throat as I sit up in the soft guest bedroom of Silos' apartment, my hands shaking as I try to stop sweating, as I try to remind myself I'm not there anymore. 

After telling Silos about those memories a few days ago, they'd been swimming in the back of my mind, just waiting for unconsciousness to take me before descending on me. 

I hadn't slept in two nights. 

I sigh throwing my covers off my body and standing up, my eyes finding my phone as the time flashed back at me. 

It was only 2:07. 

Fucking great. 

I pad out of my room, shutting the door behind my quietly as I slowly drag my tired body out to the kitchen to grab something to drink, my throat still throbbing from the dream of it being slit. I open the fridge squinting against the bright lights and quickly grab a water. 

I turn just as the fridge shuts behind me, the light illuminating the large figure standing away from me. 

I nearly drop to the floor as a scream builds in my throat only for strong hands to hold me up, a body shaking just as the last of the light shines on those grey orbs, finally letting my heart relax. 

"Dude, what the fuck," I breathe ragged as my heart pukes in my chest, "I think I just had a heart attack," I hiss quietly at a chuckling Silos as he holds me up, the silhouette of his naked chest rumbling in the dark. 

"This is the third night I've heard you out here, what are you still doing up?" He asked, the amusement dying out. 

I sighed heavily still drowsy, "bad dreams," I mumble finally relaxing in his arms, letting my head fall against his warm chest as I breathe in his scent, my body relaxing. 

"How bad?" 

"Slitting my throat, bad," I muttered into his warm skin letting my eyes close against him. 

He was silent for a second before he begins leading me out of the kitchen, but instead of pushing me towards me bedroom he takes a right heading towards his side of the apartment. 

I don't say anything as he brings me to his room, closing the door behind us. I blink up at him, "this is your room," I whisper so not to wake the others up. 

His teeth glint in the dark, "yes, I know." 

I stare dumbly at him before turning towards the large king sized bed, black satin sheets glinting off the moon light. 

"Come," Silos said, tugging me towards his large bed before dragging me down into the soft mattress, my body bouncing besides his as he lays us both down. "Go to sleep," he whispers as he tucks me against his chest, my bare legs wrapping around his since I was only wearing a sweatshirt and underwear. 

We hadn't slept in the same bed since that first night together. 

I take advantage, snuggling closer to him and holding him tighter enjoying the heat coming from his body. 

"You smell really good," I mutter against his chest my eyelids feeling like weights. 

His chest rumbles once more before he presses his lips to the crown of my head, "go to sleep, I'm here," he mumbles. 

It was all I needed to hear before I slipped into unconsciousness. 

I woke up with strong arms wrapped tightly around my body. Our legs intwined as we slept crushed to each other.