To Shake The Sleeping Self Novels & Stories

So I continue looking through window until sleep engulfed me. I felt someone tapping on my cheeks.I was leaning on someone shoulder deep in slumber.I don't want to move.I again adjusted my face in someone's chest.I was too agitated to think. Previous days had consumed all my energy.I muffled more into my bed seeking warmth. Another tap on my cheeks. Someone was shaking me and shouting my name. "Mhmm let me sleep.The bed is too cozy" I felt rumbling beside me.Why my bed was moving. "The bed has a mouth too" his deep husky voice cut through my ears waking me from oblivion.

I make my way to the drum pad machine, staring right at my toes as I feel so many eyes on me. “Normal people fall asleep every night, thinking of tomorrow” Sharmayne starts, her voice lovely as ever. “But I...I cry myself to sleep every night, thinking of yesterday” I click on Acoustic kick on the machine twice right after that as I begin my work, feeling more confident. Then an electronic kick and clap follow simultaneously as she moves on to the livelier part. “Normal people fall asleep every night” I sing softly in the background while she continues “But I..”

asking herself in disbelief, Shana turns to find a comfortable spot. Her gaze fell on the table clock and, her eyes widened to saw it showing one in the morning. She cursed herself" On god's name, why the hell I am even thinking about him". She continued changing her direction to let sleep overcome her but to no avail. "Okay, just chant God's name and, you will sleep Shana" consoling herself, she lied on her back, closed her eyes, and, started chanting. She would often do that when she would not be able to sleep because of her active mind. She had a problem with sleeping in the night as she always found it difficult to sleep.

Has he seen himself, or maybe I should give him a mirror, because he was the only one who knew how to make my legs shake uncontrollably. Perhaps that was a trick statement because how was I supposed to show him what he already knew… Especially when I had no idea what to do. This was new, but something about this intrigued my mate, and I wanted to continue feeling the heat of his eyes on my body. Slowly, I thrust one finger into my dripping hole, moaning into the bed sheets as my eyes rolled to the back of my head. In this position, I could easily finger-fuck myself. What I couldn't do was hold on to my balance. I kept falling into the bed as my legs began to shake.

Deep in slumber, I groaned and rolled to the other side of the bed when I felt somebody shaking me lightly. I wasn't exactly asleep,asleep but I wasn't exactly awake and bubbly either. I was in the "just 5 minutes longer" stage of rest at current. I felt the disturbing shake again and drew the sheets tighter around me. "Go away"I mumbled, my words a slur,exhaling in contentedness when the shaking stopped altogether.

I need to sleep this shit off. .

I chant to myself, opening my eyes and glancing everywhere before making my way forward again, my previous words evaporating into thin air. I hum a song to myself, dancing to the tune as I make my way through the lights, shaking my head slightly to get rid of the sleep in them. I really hope I don’t fall asleep here. My toe collides with a rock in front of me and I stagger forward, my eyes widening as I see myself falling forward. I hear a loud thud and pain sizzles my body, my face hitting the soul. I groan and place both palms on the floor, pushing myself up with the last strength i have.

I held my head tightly as I tweaked my hair. I lowered my head and put it on my knees. My lips were shaking tremendously. I AM NOT SCHIZOPHRENIC! Then I fell, as the excruciating pain devoured me. Leaving me in dark, as I lose the battle against my consciousness. --- "I told you to shushed, didn't I?" "Maybe?" Then I heard a laugh. I quickly opened my eyes and tried to stand out of my sleep, but something hinders me. My eyes widened. "Who are you two?!" I blazed out. The back of my body bumped on the wall as I kept on trying to move backward.

Closing my eyes I don't remember when sleep consumes me, I only rememeber feeling a single tear slide down my cheek. (Sometime Later) I am awakened to someone shaking my arm gently. It must be asleep because it feels like when you have laid on your arm too long and it has that pins and needles sensation. I grumble as I roll away from my attacker, "Go away," I whisper pitifully. The person continues to shake me and I am starting to get adgitated. I roll towards the person and before I even get my eyes open I tell them, "Don't you have anything better to... do..." I trail off as I open my eyes and stare at none other than Jaxon.

I was scared to go forward. My first guess was that this was a nightmare; there was no other explanation my brain could accept other than this. So, I coached myself to wake up. Over and over, I begged myself to wake up, pinching my arm and closing my eyes in the hope that I would wake up and this underground holding area would disappear and turn into my dark room. But I couldn't wake up; I was already awake. This was real.