Demi

Wilmer and I ate dinner, and by then it was late, I could barely keep my eyes open. We walked upstairs, and Wilmer stopped at the bedroom door.

"I'll sleep in the guest room." He murmured, and kissed my forehead, "If you need me, just call."

I nodded and walked into the room, shutting the door behind me. As I laid in the bed, I couldn't help but jump at every noise, feeling lonely, and scared. However, I was determined not to be further babied by Wilmer, and to suck it up, so after an hour of tossing and turning, I was able to fall asleep.

It was dark, quiet, I could barely see my hand in front of my face. Suddenly, an intense, blinding, white light erupted above me. I was in a field, smaller than a football field, around me was trees. I tried to step forward but my feet were rooted to the ground. All around me, the trees started moving and people walked out, there were hundreds of them, each with blurred features, holes for mouths. They ran at me, yelling and screaming. I opened my mouth to scream but was terrified to find no sound coming out. Millions of voices swarmed around me, getting louder and louder as I felt hands all over me.

"STOP!" I finally found my voice as my vision began to spot with large black dots, "NO! LET ME GO!" I was hysterical now, desperately slapping at the hands pawing at me body.

"DEMI!"

My eyes flew open as I gasped for air, clutching at my throat as I kicked my legs free of the now tangled and constricting sheets. After a split second of realizing it had all been a dream, I let out a sob.

"Shh Dems." Wilmer pulled me into his arms, folding me up against his body, "Shh it's okay. It was just a dream baby." He murmured in my ear, "They can't get to you anymore, I've got you."

I cried into Wilmer's shoulder for a long time, not fully realizing he was just wearing boxers, and no shirt. Even after I was cried-out, I was shaking and hyperventilating.

"Shh Dems, they're not real. I promise."

I shook my head, "You don't even know what it was."

He sighed, "Faceless people, right?"

I pulled away from him, drawing my legs in close to my chest, "How did you know that?"

Wilmer intertwined our fingers together and used his free hand to wipe my cheek, "You always have the same nightmare if we're not sleeping in the same bed. Even if we're just mad and sleeping in different rooms, or if one of us is away, you'd have the same dream, and wake up screaming."

I looked down, "Oh."

He nodded, "Are you okay now?"

My head snapped up, "You're not leaving are you?"

He smiled softly, "Not if you don't want me to."

I shook my head, "I don't want to be alone right now."

He laid back against the pillows and I hesitated before settling into his arms, letting my head rest on his chest, just above his heart.

"Wilmer?" I murmured, after a few minutes.

"Mmm?"

I bit my lip, "I know it's not much, but I do remember something."

He pressed his lips to my forehead, "And what's that?"

I rested my chin on his chest, looking up at him, "That I feel safe with you. That I've had that feeling before. I have a sense of security when I with you."

He leaned his forehead against mine, "Even if you don't remember anything, my feelings for you will never change."

I smiled, "This feels so natural, you and me, even though I basically just met you today, or yesterday. It's such a weird feeling."

He chuckled, "I get it. It's the same feeling I had seven years ago, the day I met you. We'd talked for house. We just, clicked. I had never met anyone even remotely like you."

I looked down, "But now the girl that you met is gone."

Wilmer frowned, "What? Why?"

I sighed, "That girl you remember, you loved, you fell in love with, is gone. I don't know how she acted, or what she did... It's like I'm a new person. You don't know me. I don't even know myself."

He shook his head, "Memory or not memory, you'll always be my Demi."

I bit my lip, "If I have to go through this with anyone, I'm glad it's you."

He smiled and cupped my cheek, "Would it be okay if I kissed you?"

I nodded, "Very okay."

So he did, and suddenly everything made sense.

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