Bmth #sleepwalking Novels & Stories

Sienna I felt emotionally exhausted, like I could sleep for a month, and it still wouldn't be enough. On the other hand, my brain wouldn't stop running in circles. Bella and I had done nothing but lay in her bed in silence since Jace had left after deciding we would go back to my house tonight. Jace hadn't been gone long when we heard banging at the front door. We both jumped from the bed, and like with Jace, I grabbed the baseball bat, and Bella grabbed her phone, both of us freezing when the front door opened and someone started walking up the stairs.

Don't stay awake for too long Don't go to bed I'll make a cup of coffee for your head I'll get you up and going out of bed Yeah, I don't wanna fall asleep I don't wanna pass away I been thinking of our future 'cause I'll never see those days I don't know why this has happened But I probably deserve it I tried to do my best But you know that I'm not perfect I been praying for forgiveness You've been praying for my health When I leave this earth

Even if I did not have one, there was no way I could be with my stepbrother, Boris. The mention of Boris reminded me of my mother's wedding night with my stepfather, Titus Wagner. I had been sleeping in my room then. At night, a man slipped into my bed while no one was paying attention. Feeling the figure of about 200 pounds press down on me, I woke up right away and struggled underneath his heavy body. His smelly, sweaty hand covered my mouth while his other hand groped me beneath the covers as he tried to take off my clothes.

It was past four in the morning when Nicole finally arrived at her Aunt Norma's house. She moved cautiously, almost as if she were a thief, careful not to get caught. Tiredly, she opened the door to the dark storage room where she slept. Her eyes strained to adjust to the dimness, the only light coming from an old streetlamp a short distance away. The pain in her muscles added to her difficulty moving, as if she had been beaten repeatedly.

Nathan tried to speak, but his mouth just opened and closed like a fish. Instead, Junto saved him. “They're called Spiritwalkers. They can only live in the darkness, so they only come at night. They drain the powers of the supernatural beings, then the drained becomes one of them. They mostly go after foreseers, seen as though they are the most powerful and the weakest of the supernatural world, but sometimes they go after the others as well.” I processed this information quickly so I can keep on track. “So, why were they after Derek?”

"Now I can have a good night's sleep” TBC

What I had heard sounded like obligation carrying a long history on its back, and the combination of the two had a very specific feeling that I could not shake. Which was, I reminded myself for the fourth time, none of my business. I was asleep by eleven. I know because I checked the clock. By two in the morning I was flat on my back staring at the ceiling like a very alert corpse, going back over a thirty-second conversation I had not even been trying to hear.

"I just got out of the emergency room, but they're sending me to the ICU. You need to come to the hospital, pay my medical bills, and reimburse the firefighters who paid for me." At this point, I was barely clinging to life. Frankly, it took every ounce of strength I had left to make that call. Each word I forced out sent fresh waves of pain through my body, sweat dripping from my forehead. Yet, he simply said, "If you're well enough to call me, it can't be that bad. There's no need for me to come. Paige's unwell and having nightmares. She needs me by her side." He had to be with her when she was doing experiments, when she was in a bad mood, when it was her birthday…

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