Saviour by J. L. Perry

Author:J. L. Perry [Perry, J. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-21T04:00:00+00:00

I’m jolted from my sleep just as Wade’s hands reach for my throat. My dream started out so nice. Ryan was just about to kiss me, finally, but things took a turn for the worse as his face suddenly morphed into Wade’s. It’s been weeks since I’ve had a nightmare about him, and it’s safe to say I haven’t missed them.

I take a few deep breaths, trying to get some air into my lungs. I know I’m on the verge of a panic attack, so I rise from the bed, heading to the bathroom to splash some cold water on my face.

My hands are still trembling as I turn on the tap. Eyeing my ghostly complexion in the mirror, I notice the hair that frames my face is now glued to my forehead with perspiration. It’s moments like this that remind me just how damaged I’ve become. It’s only been a few months since I fled, but the terror I feel after these dreams brings all the horrors back to the surface.

Last week, two guys were arguing outside the café about a car space. It was nothing major, but the screaming and the possibility of violence almost brought me to my knees. Once upon a time, something like that wouldn’t have affected me in that way, but now it seems any situation that remotely resembles my old life brings all the panic and fear back to the forefront. The scars on the outside only took a few weeks to heal, but it’s the ones on the inside that worry me the most. That thought is very sobering.

Taking a few steps backwards, I sit on the edge of the bathtub, cradling my head in my hands. I fight back the tears as the realisation sinks in. Will I ever be free of him?

I’m not sure how long I sit there, but I eventually pull myself together long enough to leave the bathroom. I walk straight past my bed though, and out into the hall. I’m trying hard to remain strong, but the truth is I’m too scared to go back to sleep. I don’t want to think about Wade, and I certainly don’t want to dream about him.

There’s a tiny bit of light shining through the glass panel on the front door as I tiptoe down the stairs. The last thing I want to do is wake Claire. After helping her clean up from dinner, I went straight to my room. She’s not stupid. She knows something is going on, but until I get some answers from Ryan, about Wade’s incarceration status, I’m not saying anything. The last thing I want to do is worry her unnecessarily.

The old floorboards creak underfoot as I head down the long hall towards the kitchen at the back of the house. I was hoping to have heard something—anything!—from Ryan before I went to bed, but that didn’t happen. I can’t even message him because he has my phone.

I make my way towards the fridge. Maybe a warm glass of milk will help me get back to sleep.

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