Chapter 50: The Night

Emery

I twisted and turned in my bed, trying to fall into uninterrupted sleep. I pulled the blanket up to my face and breathed in deeply. ‘Come on, sleep. Count sheep. Take deep breaths. That’s right. Fuck.’

I removed the blanket from my body and blew away the strands of hair that covered my face. I looked at Arlo next to me. He was sleeping deeply, with some drool dripping from the side of his mouth. I smiled and let him be.

I carefully and quietly got off the bed and decided to get some fresh air. My throat is parched anyway, so I think a trip to the kitchen could help me sleep better. I wore my soft bunny slippers and went down to the kitchen.

I fetched some warm water from the dispenser and drank it all in one go. Ahh, that feels good. I closed my eyes and relished the warm liquid streaming down my throat.

“You’re still up?”

I choked, causing me to cough. The person