Taken While I Slept Novels & Stories

"You good?" "Yeah." I shook it off. "Yeah, sorry, lost the thread." "You've lost it like four times today. Did you actually sleep, or did you just lie in the dark and catastrophize like a Victorian?" "I never sleep. It's my whole brand." But the words came out worn smooth, like I'd said them before, exactly these, the rain and the M&Ms and the kettle noise, all of it already worn into a groove, and the cold stone in my chest got heavier.

I looked at the time in my alarm clock it was 3:47 in the morning, thanks to the sleeping pills I sent Collin to get me I was able to sleep I wasn't a deep sleeper but whenever I took sleeping pills I slept like I was drugged" I could be kidnapped and I wouldn't wake up or feel anything" maybe it's because I take three pills to help with the effect" so I won't wake up in the middle of the night because of the nightmares I froze inhaling the scent of the perfume that hung on the air" I gasped covering my mouth as I realized whose it was" Tristan I may not have proof of this because I have never caught him in the act but I'm sure he was the one who was here" I'm sure about this because this is

Finally, finally, sleep takes me. -- I wake up in a soft bed. In the arms of— Oh. My. God. Oh my god. Oh shit, what happened? I know exactly what happened. That feeling from last night will never go away. I glance at the clock on the wall. 1 PM. 1 PM?! I whip my head to the side—and find Aiden already watching me. My body jerks in surprise. “Fuck! You scared me!” I clutch my chest, panting. “Could you maybe say something next time you're awake?!”

My mom comes in about five minutes later with a pill. “Don’t be mad. Sweetheart you need to sleep. All this work you’re doing isn’t good for you right now, you need to rest and let your body heal.” She pleads, handing me what I assume is a sleeping pill. I sigh, fucking Mia. I take it from her, promising I’ll take it as soon as I was done with this math assignment. She reluctantly agrees and walks away letting me finish. I set it on my side dresser, having no intentions of taking it. I need to stay aware; I can’t risk sleep right now.

Three and a half tiles. I lay on my side facing the wall. The pill was already starting. It always started in my fingers first, this heavy, buzzing feeling, and then it climbed up my arms. I dug my nails into my palm under the blanket. I bit the inside of my cheek on the same spot I bit two nights ago, and it stung, and I held onto the sting. Stay awake. Stay awake. Stay awake. "Jo," Rian whispered across the room. "Mm." "You awake?"

My muscles felt coiled, restless, as if they were waiting for a touch that wasn't coming from the man sleeping inches away from me. I rolled onto my side, staring at the dark outline of the city through the window. I had told myself I had used him. I had told myself I had walked away with my dignity intact because I had left the money on the table. My body disagrees.

And I plan to. I fall asleep easily, my eyes so tired, they could barely stay open as soon as my head hits the pillow. As sun set, my eyes still feels so sleepy, there’s something so strange about sleeping during the day. No matter how long or short you rest, you still wake feeling groggy, fuzzy, and vaguely ill. It’s the same for me now. Surprisingly we slept in for the day, eating in bed . I know I slept the day away, but I feel like I just closed my eyes. The dark sky out my window tells me a different story. And the dipping of the bed as the man I’ve been dreaming of crawls up the mattress and begins licking away between my legs solidifies that night has fallen. Pleasure races through m

She smiled now and leaned over to kiss me, and if I didn't know any better, I would think it was to stop me from asking any more questions. She nestled in my arms and wrestled the remote from me, and we lay side by side with my arms wrapped around her, stealing kisses, watching the telly. When she fell asleep a few hours later, I carried her to my bed and took her dress off before getting in and pulling her to me, and I fell asleep with her, and it was the best night's sleep I've had in a long time.

My mood changed drastically and Sebastian noticed this. He asked what was wrong with me and I didn't know if it was a good idea to tell him what was happening to me. -It's hard to explain. -You didn't sleep very well, did you? -Is it that noticeable? -Why can't you sleep, is something bothering you? -No, it's just that I can't get to sleep. -But I can tell you're tired, tell me what's wrong. -It's hard to explain. -I know I shouldn't interfere but it's wrong that you don't sleep, you're affecting your health.

TAKEN twenty-one ~~~ His mood had lighten up this morning and he was cheerful at work today. No hard feelings on Marcus but he really had a nice time with Stella yesterday. He hate to admit it, but the moment she went down on him in the bathroom. He was triggered. He lost all his mind. He wasn't thinking about his brother. Not at all. The pleasure was on a high standard and he would be lying to himself if he would not love another round. He had peacefully slept yesterday after his night with Stella and had taken work worries off his head. She was a stress reliever.