34| Nightmares

I was safely in bed in my parents home, cuddled up to the warm, fluffy, soft duvet with a small smile on my face when I heard some rustling outside my window. 

The glow of the moon cast a blue tint across my room, small shadows from a tree outside left dark lines along my flooring that would occasionally move with the wind.

My brows drew together as I noted the lack of wind to be rustling the trees and bushes outside, and I coward slightly once I heard a small voice make a hushed exclamation as if something in their plan had gone wrong and they became frustrated. 

After some moments, the voice disappeared, as did the rustling of the bushes outside - only making me more alarmed. I pulled the duvet closer to my face and bent my knees closer to my body for comfort. 

It was hard to shut my eyes after that as numerous questions flooded my mind. Was it Dominic? Would Dominic come him