Taken While I Slept Novels & Stories

Something breaking? I peered over the side of my bed, and there were glass shards all over the floor. When I take sleeping pills at night, I usually keep glass and a bottle of water near my nightstand. I haven't gotten enough sleep in the last six days, so I started taking a pill to get at least some sleep so that my body can keep working. It had almost become a habit by this point. I suppose I pushed it aside when I awoke from my dream. “Open the door,” I ignored him and beginning to clean away the shards of glass. There was silence on the other end, and I almost thought he had left.

Thank God I wasn’t there the moment that incident happen or I should be part of that ashes now. I closed my eyes as sleep slowly drove me off, it's just really like a rope that kept on pulling me with it and I'm enjoying the relaxation that it's giving me. I was about to be eaten by sleep when he entered the room, interrupting me when I'm about to be sleeping already. Damn it!

Her eyes betrayed that she'd already hit the stash that morning. "What time is it?" I said, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. "A little before 8," she said. As I took stock of my body, Kat renewed her loving assault on my cock. I felt pretty good as I woke up. My head wasn't pounding. The xanax we had taken and the water we had drunk before bed helped a lot with the comedown. I let my fingers wander through Kat's hair as she sucked, then started rocking my hips up a bit to force myself deeper down her throat.

chapter two ‘It’s time. Come, quickly... I need you!’ The words followed him, up out of unconsciousness as he was roused from his precious sleep. Precious, for him especially as an insomniac. The time he spent in a dream state—especially these days—was few and far between, and he resented anything that interrupted it.

I ask "You haven't sang like that in a long time. I forgot what it was like to see you lose yourself in your music again." He says shurgging "I don't know something is different and I feel good again. My signing is back and i'm back to my old self. I feel amazing and I don't need these" I say tossing Jace my sleeping pills "Really? When was the last time you took these?" He asks "The night before I got sick" I say shrugging

[Cara] It’s been three months now, yet instead of waking up with the sound of my alarm clock, I jolted up on my bed, screaming bloody murder. I’ve been taking meds, helping me with my anxiety and melatonin. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to sleep at night.

I am also under his control because I am myself, I do not know what happened to me because I still have to wait for him. I just closed my eyes but my spirit remained awake. I'm not sleepy so I'm unlikely to fall asleep. Look, I'm so full of sleep. I also slept for over ten hours. I think this is one of the side effects of the medicine I am taking, it makes me sleepy all of the time. The surroundings were quiet when I closed my eyes. I don’t know what Arya is already doing. But just a few minutes later, a loud bang on the door shattered the silence that prevailed here inside.

Found Matteo already there, barefoot, leaning against the counter like some low-key midnight deity of herbal remedies and emotional detachment. “Chamomile,” he said, holding up the bag. “God-tier choice,” I replied. We sat at the table with the lights off,so it was just the moon spilling across the floor like someone forgot to clean up the sky. He said, “You’ve been flinching in your sleep again.” “You watch me sleep?” “I’m not subtle about it.” I stared into my mug. “I don’t know how to stop waiting for something to go wrong.”

Maybe I could break free from this cage. Hours later, I heard Heavy footsteps Coming closer. He was yelling into his phone, fury dripping from his words. My heart started pounding hard. There was no way I was facing that tonight. I quickly grabbed the drug from the bedside shelf, and Tore opened the water bottle. The drug worked fast and Sleep took over me quickly, before I could even see Tristan’s angry face again. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hours later, I finally eased into the bedroom, ready to rest for the day. Ivory lay Deep in sleep, her face peaceful on the bed.

With shaking hands, I turned off the laptop and went to pack up my things. Only then did I realize that I'd bought most of my stuff in pairs. Only I used them, though; Harold never used the items I'd prepared for him. He was obviously cold to me, but I'd always ignored those subtle signs. I tossed all the matching couple stuff into the bin and packed everything else before texting my best friend, Jane Ramsey. "Do you want to meet up tonight?" I would be heading to the mountains as part of an aid group later, so I wouldn't get to see her for a long time. I decided that I should say goodbye to her properly.