Damien was tossing and turning as he screamed out. “Mama please, he's a bad man. Don't get married to him! Please, he'll kill you! Mama! No, you can't leave me here!” His breathing was erratic and his face was all sweaty with perspiration. I picked up his beddings that'd fallen to the floor hastily.
“No. Please Mama. Please,” He yelled.
“What the hell?!” Flynn practically flew into the room. “What's with the noise now?”
“I think he's having a nightmare. Damien, wake up, it's just a dream. It's not real.” I said as I shook his shoulders forcefully.
Flynn snorted as he turned to walk away. “Such a drama queen. I don't have time for this.”
I didn't have time for him either. I was more concerned about his son who gripped my hand so hard that it hurt. Damien was still in a state of semi-sl
