I woke with a startle, hands shaking me awake. I gasped, fighting for air as the images of the nightmare swirled in my mind, pulling me under the suffocating air.
"It's okay," Edward spoke softly. "It was just a bad dream,"
I sat up, gasping for air. My chest tightened and I fumbled around, looking for my inhaler. "I can't breath..." I rasped, clutching my chest.
"f**k, okay," Edward murmured to himself, reaching for his leg. "Stay here, okay? I'll get your inhaler. Sit up and try to take deep breaths," he was up in seconds, walking out.
I focused on breathing, wincing at the pain in my chest. I don't know how long I waited but it felt too long. It wasn't until the door opened with a loud bang and in came Jackson, Edward trailing behind.
Jackson came over to my side and kept one a
