The nightmare

Iria woke up gasping for air. The same dreams, a dream of her being on a bed crashing as Josh rips out her clothes, she screams and like the last past five days, she woke up sweating.

The same routine, the only difference today was that like every other day, today her Xander wasn't here to engulf her in his arms and help her fight her nightmares.

She looked around the room, and there was no sign of him.

She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. In the last five days, he never left her side even for once.

Confused Iris stood from the bed. Iris is not an afternoon sleeper but since she is still healing and for that, she needs to have medicine, she seems to fall asleep a lot.

Moving she goes to the bathroom to empty her bladder and splashes some water on her face.

She looks at herself in the mirror and inspects her face and hand, to find bruises have faded away.

Taking a deep breath she raises Xander's shirt that she is wearing and looks at the gash of the stab.

And finds that it's