Tired Of Surviving by Naomi Amanda

Author:Naomi Amanda [Amanda, Naomi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-25T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

“Chey! Chey!”

“Shhh, shhh, it’s okay. I’m right here. I’m right here. You’re okay.”

I opened my eyes, sitting up in bed with a start. The room was dark, the only light coming from the opened door where my friends stood, watching me with worried expressions. I had my heart in my throat, my stomach in knots and I felt like throwing up.

“Cheyenne.” Logan pulled me into his arms, his skin warm against mine and water from his washed hair dripping onto the t-shirt I was wearing. “You’re okay.”

When he pulled away, he carefully wiped my cheeks, making me realize that I had been crying. He handed me a glass of water and I gulped it down, the cool water soothing my raw throat.

“Babe, you okay?” Laura stepped into the room and sat on the edge of the bed.

She stroked my hair back and out of my face before taking my hand in hers. She gently ran her thumb over my hand over and over again until my breathing evened out.

“It was just a nightmare,” she told me. “You’re safe, okay? We’re in Logan’s house.”

I nodded, my mind registering my surroundings and the faces of my worried friends. I forced a smile for their sakes and said that I was fine and that they should go back to sleep.

“Dayle, go back to bed and I’ll be there in ten,” she told him. “You guys, too, we’ll talk in the morning,” she told Marika and Ava and they sauntered away, still half asleep.

“You should get back to bed, too,” I told Laura, feeling the rawness in my throat.

“Chey, I’m worried about you,” she whispered, stealing my attention from an almost naked Logan.

He had obviously still been in the shower when he had heard me screaming and ran out. His hair was dripping wet and he looked like he had a lot to say, despite his lack of clothing.

“I’m fine, I swear,” I lied.

“You haven’t slept in days, Chey.” She sounded exasperated. “Every night you wake up screaming and then you can’t sleep again-”

“It’s not that I can’t,” I said slowly. “I choose not to. I’m too scared to close my eyes again.”

“Please talk to us about it,” she pleaded. “Maybe you’ll feel better. Chey, I can’t keep watching my best friend live in this nightmare, waking up screaming every night and look at your neck-”

I ran my hand over my neck, feeling a little upraised skin, probably from scratching my neck - which I had been doing every night. Because in every nightmare I had, Susan had been choking me somehow. While I replayed the nightmare in my head, I zoned out only coming back to reality when I remembered the third person in my nightmare. Me, Susan and a little boy.

“Laur, that little boy was in my nightmare again,” I said slowly, my head swimming.

“Again?” she asked, sounding confused because the last time I had told her about it, we decided that maybe my mind was playing tricks on me.

“I don’t know,” I whispered.

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