Still Here

one more day

*Thump* *Glass shatters*

I let out a loud piercing scream.
Opening my eyes I see im in my room. On the floor beside my bed, wrapped in my blanket.

I'm drenched in sweat. I scurry to place my back against the wall and look around. Its still dark.

My door slams open and bounces from the wall it slammed into.
"RONNIE!?!" Dad screams out.
He flips on the switch and my eyes close from the sudden brightness of the lights.

When I open them, dad is crouched in front of me. He is scanning me head to toe for anykind of injury.
Recognition takes over his worried expression.

Placing his hand on my cheek and carefully swipping the sweat matted hair from my face. He says as soft and calm as possible.

" It happened again, didn't it?"

I wrap my arms around him and cry.

He holds me tight and lets me cry.
Patting my back and whispering everything is going to be okay.
We sat like this for about thirty minutes.

Standing up we both sit on the edge of the bed.
"Its been a while since you had a night terror." He says in a whisper.

"Hhh..he said he was coming for me ,and that I couldn't hide from him." I explain, leaving out the weird blurred out intruder.

"Baby , he is in jail. You know that if anything changes in his case, the detective would alert us immediately!" He says in his protective fatherly tone.

"Besides, we're in America now, even if by a slim chance he got out and we were not alerted, he is still over seas. He would have no idea that we came to the states."  He explains further , trying to ease my worry.

I nod ,and run everything he said in my mind like a calming chant.

He wraps one arm around me and kisses the top of my head.

"I love you NeeNee, I won't let anything happen to you." He gives my shoulder a squeeze and stands up.

He flicks his wrist and looks down at his watch me and Sebastian got him last Christmas.

"Phew, its only 2:17 am. How bout we try to get some sleep?"  He asks in a subtle way.

I scoot back on my bed , and fix the pillow behind me.

Dad looks around the room to where my lamp fell from my night stand and shattered on the floor.

"Hold on hun, lemme get the broom. I dont want you or pepper stepping in that mess." He says as he heads out of my room.

I bring my knees to my chest and think about the dream.
Why would a stanger tell me not to be afraid. Who is he?

I would know if it was HIM, ill never forget his voice or his silhouette, this was a different man.

Why can't everything just stop.

My eye twitches and I place my hand to my eye. I feel the scar I bare, the scar he gave me.

My muscles stiffen and a few tears roll down to my knees.

I hear my dad coming up the stairs. Grabbing my blanket I tuck my legs underneath. Turning to my side, I place my head on my pillow.

"Thank you, dad." Was all I said before sinking back into a dreamless sleep.
..........

"Stupid locker, open for me!!", I shout as I try the stupid trick that cocky dude did.

First I tried his little slick one finger magic trick, nope! It didn't work for me.

I've spent the last four Minutes trying to get it open. Grabing the handle and placing one foot on the bottom locker, trying to force all my weight to get it open.