I held onto Jerry tightly, and burried myself into his chest as he wrapped his arms and the duvet around me. Then as he gently kissed my forehead, I fell asleep.
I jolted upright, sweat beading on my forehead. I was panting like an exhausted dog. I pushed my hair back behind my ears and looked down.
Nightmares always seemed to get the worst of me.
Jerry sat beside me, looking at me curiously.
"I did see that you were fidgeting, did you have a bad dream?" He asked, my eyes started watering and I nodded.
He took me and held me close to him, swaying me softly, "Would you like to talk about it?" I shook my head, sobbing into his chest, "Well whatever it was, it isnt real, none of it is, you're safe with me now."
Now. That's what hurt. 'For now', 'Right now', 'Now.' What about later? What happened to later? What if Jerry left me later and then I'd be alone? Who cares about now? I want to know my future!
I want to know if my mother will kill me like Ally's mother did.