Before I Go To Sleep Novels & Stories

He reminds before going into one of the rooms upstairs. I walk myself to my room. I take off my shoes and coat, discarding them near the couch. I take out my phone and put it on silent, leaving it on charging. I tuck myself in the bed. The image of Ben and little rose puts my nightmares at ease. The drunkenness soon develops into a deep sleep.

I need to catch up on my sleep for my own sake, but mostly, I want to go out and have fun with Quinn tonight before I have to leave and get back to work in the morning. Physically, I’m worn the fuck out. Mentally, I’m even more exhausted, but it’s going to be damn hard to turn my brain off. My best bet is to jerk off in the shower and collapse into bed, dreaming of Quinn. If I’m really lucky, I’ll stay asleep until she gets home from work and she’ll wake me up with her lips around my cock.

Before I slip into my dreamless sleep, I swear I hear him mumble a quiet, "Goodnight, Sweetheart." The closing of the door is the last thing that I hear before I slip into oblivion.

Perhaps exhaustion and sleeplessness are catching up with me. In no time, I succumb to a deep, dreamless sleep. ‘It’s good to be home’ were the last thoughts I had before drifting into complete darkness.

dead tired. EdwardBlack1794: awe, you poor thing. why don't you go home and get some rest :) tate_kvngh: exactly what I was having in mind. EdwardBlack1794: but take some meds first before you sleep and some dinner. Maybe some Advil will help you :)

I mumbled before stepping away from him, “I am going to sleep now,” “We have a big day tomorrow, we will pack once I say my goodbyes to everyone I know here,” I added. “Alright, good night, Tisha,” After he said those words, he left us inside our room. “Good night, Sebastian,” I mumbled before sleeping beside my son. To be continued…

Maybe, just maybe, she'll help me find the freedom I’ve been craving. As I lay in bed, my hands and feet crossed, staring up at the ceiling, I was too excited to even think about falling asleep. The anticipation of seeing Mia tomorrow kept me wide awake. I decided to try calming my restless mind with some soft instrumental music, hoping it would help me drift off. After a few minutes, the soothing melodies began to settle my thoughts, and soon, I felt my eyelids grow heavy. Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep, the music still playing softly in my ears, the headphones still in place, as I slipped into a peaceful, dream-filled rest.

In the silence, just before I fully drifted into sleep, I heard my own heart whisper, fragile, yet clear. “Maybe it’s time to go home.”

The last thing I heard before sleep claimed me was the quiet click of the television turning off and the gentle thud of Mason walking to the kitchen. And then everything went black as sleep dragged me under.

Grandchildren that I can't give them, even though I want to. “I … I’m really tired. I think I’ll go to sleep now. Goodnight, everyone.” I stammer and make a quick getaway, my heart heavy.