Do you want to talk about it?

PRECIOUS

"Calm down, Precious." The voice whispered, sending calmness to my troubled body.

Slowly the people started fading away until they became smokey and I could feel strong hands all over my body.

"Wake up, it's just a dream sugar." A familiar voice whispered in my ears, his hand patting my arm gently. I couldn't tell who the voice belonged to so I opened my eyes to see Richmond's worried face close to mine. I really have to learn how to differentiate their voices, so far it was only Nate's voice I could tell.

I sighed then looked away, trying to stop him from looking into my eyes. I didn't like it that he was seeing me in my vulnerable state, especially after I intimidated him last night.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He said, his voice laden with care. His fingers touched my face causing the hard walls I was trying hard to build to scatter.

I nodded then sat up and rushed into his embrace. His rough hands caressed my back, and he whispered sweet little nothings in my ear