“No... please don’t,” I pleaded as my legs kicked at the sheets, “leave me alone!” I was pinned down and unable to escape, I couldn’t breathe as I was thrashing to free myself. My heart was pounding and my skin was covered in sweat. I wanted to run away but I couldn’t, I was trapped.
“Phoenix” I heard him say my name. His voice was deeper and void of malice, not matching the face before me that had his hands wrapped around my neck. “Sweetheart, wake up... you’re having a bad dream,” Damian called to me, my eyes flew open as I felt startled and disoriented. I pushed myself away from him, needing distance between myself and the man in my nightmare. I pushed myself back on the bed until I fell flat on my back next to the bed. I saw his face in my dream, only the younger version, and the memo
