Another very short story: “Closing in”

Yep, this one is also based on personal experiences. But from a different perspective this time:

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She sits up in the bed and calls out into the dark room. Eyes glazed over, and mind in that unsure state between consciousness and sleep.

They’re after her again.

Not long before, she had settled in next to him for the night. The guy who, in some ways, she barely knew. But in other ways, who she knew as well as anyone. With her mind and body satisfied and content, she wanted to just enjoy the few hours they had left together for now.

Her endless night demons wouldn’t allow it.

The next step might be a long sleepwalking trek. Destination unknown, but escape necessary. She really hoped to avoid that happening in front of him, but it’s out of her control.

A few minutes pass. Though it seems much longer to her. This time, the terrors have mercy. The tension in her body slowly releases.

As her head finds its way back to the pillow, her mind is still in a suspended state. But she’s aware enough to sense him there, and she entangles her naked body completely with his. The sort of total relaxation that one only submits to with a person they’re completely powerless over.

She’s used to that helpless feeling. With how some men have treated her in the past, she didn’t have any choice. But this time, it’s completely different. Because it’s with someone who she knows won’t hurt her.

And she’s still not sure how to process that. It feels so right, yet so unusual at the same time. But at the moment, all that matters is that she’s safe.

Can that last? Despite her wishes, it won’t happen. It feels like the demons will always be back. The next time she closes her eyes, she’ll feel their relentless presence again.

Closing in.