Chapter Fourteen
Christopher
Gasp!
FUCK! It was that shitty nightmare again. Everyone’s getting shot to hell. Where am I? It’s like I’m deployed, but the bed feels way too comfortable. My body is drenched in sweat and so are these sheets.
Fuck. Why am I still clenching the covers? Let go, Chris. Damn it, I hope I wasn’t talking in my sleep. Meg doesn’t deserve to have to deal with my issues. Look at her there, sleeping peacefully. I cannot keep doing this. Ever since we started sleeping over with each other, I’ve been petrified by the thought that she’s going to see what it’s really like to be around me, how nuts I really am. What if she ends up leaving me because I do something crazy one night? What if I wind up going on some violent rampage like those veterans who wind up on the six
