So much time has passed since the last time I slept on a bed that I didn’t even want to stand. I was ignoring the person yelling for some Jane I didn’t know. It was like I was sleeping in heaven, a cloud-like bed with a nice cold weather.
Until I wasn’t.
Someone pushed my bedsheets, making me jump on the spot.
Were they attacking me again?
“Please, don’t” I begged while jumping to the opposite side the person was, shielding myself with the bed.
“Jane?” that was the first time I heard a worried tone in his voice.
He was next to me in a second, holding my body. It was shaking nonstop.
“Jane, damn it” he growled at me, slapping my face gently.
Tears were streaming down my face while his strong arms held my body.
“Please don’t kill anyone else. Kill me instead” I kept begging, holdin
