Cahpter 76 : just a dream

My eyes opened and I shot up in my bed like a bullet. My breathing was hysterical and terrified. A cold sweat covered my body and I was screaming. My arms and legs thrashed about like I was a fish out of water as I searched around and fought at the invisible violator.

 “Mi, Mi calm down.” I heard someone in the distance “Mi, Mi it was just a dream. You’re in the hospital and no one can hurt you.”

I let my body relax but kept my self-alert still waiting for the attack, but it never came. I looked around my surroundings and sure enough I was in the hospital, the same bright color curtains, the same anti-septic smell and the same low glow of the bed side light. I restrained my breathing and tried to steady my hands for now the dream was over. For now the monster was gone.

“It was only a nightmare Mi. Your dreams can’t hurt you.” I slowly eased my body back onto the pillows and relaxed a little, my face looking over at the face I had begun to welcome into my life; the only man who had an idea, Emmet. I smiled a little smile at him and he smiled back before resting his hand onto my bed, palm upright ready for me to hold if I wanted to.

 “My oh my Mi are you trying to wake up the entire ward?” A nurse said suddenly appearing around the curtains dragging her observation monitors with her. I looked embarrassed and looked away. I guessed the screaming wasn’t localized to the dream.

 “Just a bad dream, she couldn’t help it.” Emmet responded once again saving me from a sticky situation. I tried to shake off the image of him being my superman it wasn’t a good thing to ever trust anyone. No one was a super hero and even if they were it meant nothing. They all had their weaknesses; even superman was brought to his knees by kryptonite.

 I held out my arm obediently and gave the nurse one of my fingers. The blood pressure cuff groaned into life and the rhythmic fast pace of my pulse caused low monophonic beeps to echo around the ward.

 “Your pulse is racing a bit.” She commented unclipping the various bits and pieces after her checks were done “but I expect that is just the nightmare.” With that she turned and left dragging the machine behind her, the swishing of the curtains made me shiver even though the ward was hot.

 “Are you cold?” Emmet asked concerned. Seriously this man never missed a trick.

 “No I’m fine.” I answered but I snuggled myself up into the blanket anyway. It felt good to be wrapped up after a dream like that even if the ward was stuffy and hot. I lifted the top end of my bed into a seating position and rested my head into the pillows and closed my eyes but opened them again quickly as foggy visions of the dream intruded. I swallowed yet more tears. I thought I would have no more left to cry by now.

 “You can sleep Mi. I am right here. I am not going to leave your side. You are perfectly safe.”

 “I know.” I squeaked. I took a deep breath to control myself before I continued. “But they scare me. They are so horrible and they are not strictly just dreams, not always anyway.”

 “Would you like to talk about them?” Emmet asked gently searching my face for answers that he would not find.

 “Yeah,” I grimaced, chewing madly on my bottom lip to stop the flood gates from opening. “More than anything in the world, but I can’t. I really can’t.” I breathed out a huge breath and closed my eyes. I hated every secret I kept, why couldn’t’t I just spit it out. Suddenly I felt a gentle hand on top of mine and I opened my eyes surprised by the touch. Emmet had now taken it upon himself to hold on to my hand if I was too stubborn to hold his. I let my eye lids drop again; the contact felt good.

  “I’m here when you are ready Mi. Until then I will do whatever I can to help you know you are safe now.”