Anger

               ....EMERALD'S POV......

I Blink once, twice. He doesn't appear.

" Draven?"  My voice is deep, I could barely hear myself

" it's okay" he Strokes my back slowly "you're not alone, I'm here"

 I don't know if it's due to the effect of tbe Nightmare I just had it because of his words, I didn't care either, my arms wrapped around him and my forehead falls on  his hard chest As I let the tears out

 I didn't even understand why I was crying, they weren't real, maybe the Cleo guy was still alive, somewhere

 I curl futher into Draven's  laos holding him  tight, Draven is real, his warmth and the strange security I feel  in his arms is real but the nightmares arent

 Draven sits up and carries me onto him so I'm sitting on his laps, I wrap my legs around his waist tightly, he doesn't complain, he just stays quiet and keeps on rubbing m