#antisocialshewolf

     Isaac found himself in that state exactly midway between sleeping and being awake, desperately trying to fall back into that dreamless sleep he found so comforting but instead was slowly becoming more aware of what was around him.

     His eyes stayed closed knowing that opening them now would only diminish what ever chance he had left of resting. His entire right side ached, pain shooting through his nerves. It was almost unbearable. He tried to move his head but that only heightened the torment and he grimaced, hissing at the sensation.

     Suddenly his eyes shot open and his heart rate sped up, the monitor beside him beeping rapidly as he felt himself start to panic.

     He doesn't understand, at first, how she can be there.      He doesn't understand that she can be back.      He doesn't understand that sometimes dreams can be more real      than the reality he's been living.      He doesn't understand that sometimes dreams become reality;      or that sometimes reality becomes a dream,                                                         only that dreams become nightmares.

"I’m not speaking to you anymore."