Give me your eyes

I cuddled against Lynnie on her bed. It has become our most favorite thing to do over the last few days.

We watch her sometimes disastrous movie until we fall asleep in either her room or in mine.

It's been almost a week since that catastrophic dinner. The bandages were finally taken off my arm yesterday, the pain was almost completely gone, leaving only a dull ache behind.

Tonight Lynnie laid almost on top of me but I couldn't sleep.

I haven't been able to sleep through the night since the night Jace and child died.

The anxiety of the nightmare only worsened further after I killed a man.

I killed a person.

His lifeless eyes haunted me when I closed my eyes.

Being with her always made me feel better, brought me ease and peace but tonight my body just wouldn't relax.

My back tensed up when I heard the door to the room being pulled open.

I shut my eyes closed.

The sound closed shut and soft, heavy footsteps followed.

I held my breath, my shoulders frozen.

It was him.

Her father. I hadn'