Waking
She doesn't remember her dreams. It's a blessing and she's not questioning it.
After getting to her Dad's room, she took a shower, too exhausted to be horrified by the red water slipping down her skin and circling around the drain. Her clothes were in a pile and probably had to be thrown out. After the shower, she changed into Angie's clothes - since Angie had extra pajamas lying around. They were a little big, but she was too tired to really notice.
The last thing she remembered, she crawled under the sheets, her hair wet, still shivering slightly. She felt lips press against her forehead and someone tuck the covers around her, for the first time in a long while she felt safe and let herself fall asleep.
It's dark out now, and as she sits up, she realizes that she has no idea how much time has passed.
Right now, she's alone in the bedroom.
After getting to her Dad's room, she took a shower, too exhausted to be horrified by the red water slipping down her skin and circling around the drain. Her clothes were in a pile and probably had to be thrown out. After the shower, she changed into Angie's clothes - since Angie had extra pajamas lying around. They were a little big, but she was too tired to really notice.
The last thing she remembered, she crawled under the sheets, her hair wet, still shivering slightly. She felt lips press against her forehead and someone tuck the covers around her, for the first time in a long while she felt safe and let herself fall asleep.
It's dark out now, and as she sits up, she realizes that she has no idea how much time has passed.
Right now, she's alone in the bedroom.