Haunting dreams

" Tia, did you take your medicine?" I turn towards the source of the voice. In front of me stands the only man I know. Ramon is standing in front of me as I curl more into the couch I am lying on, he has a worried look on his face.

His signature glasses are off his face and in his hands.

I glance at him and the small bottle he had in his hand, he looks between me and the bottle. While I try to register what he asked.

He asked me if I took the pill.

Feeling exhausted all the time, it is difficult for me to process things, I take time, but when his question sinks, I look at him with heavy eyes and nod.

Talking is too much for my always fatigued self. I like answering with my features than words, they are easier.

Ramin sighs heavily and then takes place on the same couch as me, near my foot. He brings my feet onto his lap and starts massaging them.

Once again like all the time, for a snap of seconds, I feel rattled and pull away from his hold but the feeling goes no s