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Not the Best of News (x)

“I-I’m just- I am so sorry sweetie, I didn’t mean to wake you up. I… God, I need to stop eating so much sugar before going to bed.” She lets out a breathless chuckle, trying to make light of the whole thing before taking a deep breath and closing her eyes for a few seconds to recollect herself.

Dylan was away filming for Teen Wolf, and this was the sort of times that Evalee found the worst. She didn’t want to have to depend on him, but she always slept better in his arms. For one thing, her nightmares left her when he was there, because she knew she would always be safe in his arms. But tonight, there was no Dylan there next to her, and they seized the opportunity to give her a terrible nights sleep.

Running. Lots and lots of running. But with each stride she took, her mother took two of her own, the young girl unable to escape the woman that was the monster she had feared for years.

She awoke with a jolt, at the point where her mom had grabbed her arm in the dream, her breathing heavy, tears rolling down her cheeks. She reached out for Dylan but then remembered he wasn’t there. With a shaky sigh, she clambered out of bed to get a glass of water. Evalee hadn’t been feeling well recently, especially in the mornings, so these nightmares were just making her feel even more drained than usual.

4am.

It had been half an hour since she’d awoken from her dream and no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn’t go back to sleep, she couldn’t shake off her fears. And so, she took Harry up on his offer of always being there for her when she needed him. Gently knocking on his door, but loud enough to be heard, she could only hope he didn’t hate her for waking him up at such an hour.