Seven Sleepless Nights Novels & Stories

I circled back and slid into his bed from behind, ducking under the duvet while he sat on the edge still talking. “That’s a hell of a delay, but your money makes up for it. No cheap shit here,” he told the caller, voice smooth and businesslike. None of my business. I was here for one thing. My heavy lids fought to stay open as I whispered, “Wake me in one hour, Kalvin. I need a quick nap.” He shot me a scowl, then turned away. I drifted off—sort of. Light sleep, hyper-aware, refusing to sink too deep.

Please, you have to make it back! He looked over his shoulder but nobody was there. The next thing Caden knew, he jolted up, running his hands down his face. The same dream bombarded his sleep. How he wished it would just stop. His hands balled into fists, his veins showing, his knuckles turning white. That was the thing. Sometimes he felt too much, that he felt like he would burst out. And the other times, he felt nothing at all. There was no gray area for him. Either he would feel it all or would shut himself down. No in betweens.

Then Helen and Richard left, saying that they would come to see me tomorrow. Jeffrey stood outside the door, hesitant to leave. "Audrey, we can never be together again, right?" Hearing this, Kash wanted to go up and hit him, but I stopped Kash. "Yes. "I’ve been unhappy for the past seven years. Jeffrey, how many seven years are there in one’s life?"

He did not trust me after seven years together. The clock on the wall struck three. It was the last day of my bet with Bailey. It was also the date that Jeremy had planned to propose to me.

"I am sorry for the marriage of seven years and for our child. I have now suffered the consequences. Turns out Emily never loved me. She just wanted to use me to get what she wanted. I was too foolish and hurt the one who loved me the most." After he finished speaking, a tear fell from the corner of his eye. Having been with him for seven years, I naturally understood his habits. Seeing him like this, I knew he truly regretted what he did. Yet, his current reflection was what I had once longed for. But now it was too late. It was all useless. He weakly pushed himself up from the ground and then took out a credit card from his pocket, handing it to me. "I was severely beaten in Heliaston, and

She says firmly, "It's understandable if you think the worst of me. I don't care about that. Please, I'm begging you, tell me what you know. " "I have nothing to say to you, and I don't think you understand that." She stands and walks. "If you'll excuse me, Beta, I have things to do. " **** I wake up with a jolt. I had another nightmare. This is the seventh in seven days. This time it's about Jonas. He was with me, and then he was lying dead in a pool of his own blood, his eyes wide like he wasn't expecting me to actually kill him.

I know he has hurt me badly but today the pain in his eyes was too much. ____________________ NEXT NIGHT: Pathetic Slut Worthless Waste of space Waking up with a gasp, I took greedy gulps of air. Frantically looking around the room, I tried to look for them but there was no one. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath. Another sleepless night. Sitting against the hardboard of the bed, a lone tear escaped my eye. These nightmare has been my never-leaving companion. No matter how much I try to forget everything but they just come back. And the confession of Xavier has been haunting my senses.