Damsel In Distress

Waking up, the light is bright. Rolling over, Jackson is still in bed with me. He looks ill like he’s not slept in weeks.

“I’m sorry.” I can only apologise for this. I feel better now though.

“How do you feel?” His eyes are assessing me, trying to work out if I am awake or asleep.

“I feel fine. Hungry and thirsty, but fine.”

Sitting up, I try to remember what has happened, but everything is fuzzy, my mind not wanting to remember it.

“You have been out for nearly 24 hours. Don’t ever do that again. I swear every scream was like you were breaking me. I couldn’t help you either.”

So I was screaming. I couldn’t tell. I thought I was, yet everything was silent.

“I am fine, honestly. How are the girls?” Looking towards the door, no doubt they are in bed already.

“They are fine, enjoyed a lot of time with Marcus. Just try and get more sleep.” His hand goes to push me down, but I don’t want to sleep or need it.

“I am fi