38| Can You Sleep With Me?

JULIE

Holding the clothes that I found for Mr. Taylor, I make my way down to his room. I asked him to stay in our guest room which is right next to mine, before dad's room.

I knock on the door of his room before I enter. He said he would be in the bathroom, taking shower so I do not wait for his permission. I put the clothes on the bed and make my way out. The condition outside is still the same. I do not know how long it is going to take. Thank god, dad is not traveling outside.

I go to my room to sleep when a loud roar of nature makes me shiver in my spot. I sit straight, breathing heavily. I hate storms. I hate them too much. They scare so hard. I have astraphobia. And that too because when I was small, I faced a very horrible side of it.

Another time it roars and I jump on my bed. My heart starts beating faster and I suck the air greedily. My brain starts replaying the memories of my childhood in which I was drenched in aggressive raindrops pouring down on me.

I was so engross