Auto woke up. He woke up to the bed shaking. It was her. She was shaking rocking backing and forth, sobbing.
"No! No! No!"
He sprang toward her, putting his arms around her.
"Hey, wake up!"
"Don't touch me!" She screamed, fighting against him. "Get off of me! Let go!"
Auto's eyes widened, as he pried his fingers from her body.
"Baby doll! Baby doll it's me, it's Jason! Come on!"
"N-No, let go let go of me! Don't touch me! Stop! Don't-"
His breath was shallow, as he watched helpless, unable to do anything to comfort her to help her, to stop this from happening.
He clutched his hair, tipping his head back, his face scrunching up, tears rolling down his face, hot and angry.
He stumbled back to the wall, his back slowly sliding down the white sheetrock as he collapsed on the floor.
