He Is My Anchor

An amazing man came into my life right before it started to fall apart. The people around my are continually telling me how bad he is. How am I supposed to believe them when he is the only one that is helping me? The five year age difference is not helping anything either.
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Opening my eyes, which they feel like they're swollen shut, I realize that I'd cried myself to sleep. Soon after that realization, I have another one, Lake's arms are still around me and he's asleep also. I try to get up without waking him up, but I fail miserably.

"Mmmh, Hi." Lake says and he moves his arms to stretch. I quickly get up and take a sip of water.

"Sorry that I umm, that I used you basically as a pillow." I say quietly, knowing that I used his chest as a pillow. Lake just shakes his "no" at me.

"You don't need to apologize, it didn't bother me. Did you have a good nap? I did." He asks sitting up so there's room for me on the couch.

"Surprisingly, that's the best sleep I've had in a couple of weeks." I say and almost immediately Lake had a worried expression.

"You haven't been sleeping good?" He asks me and I shake my no. "Why not?" Lake asks with the same worried look.

"I've been having nightmares most nights." Before Lake can say anything his phone rings.

- I will try and update every Sunday