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I sit back slightly sprawled. There is a slight difference between us our souls are in different places she feels lost I feel found... ,"I do know, I am not ...

I drape my arm around her shoulders, this is going to be a loooong night...

"Okay, do we have to deal with him today at the college?"

"I don't pretend to know.."

"Its fine..", I lay back against the twisted pillows, between my insomnia and her thrashing we had made a mess...

It is okay everyone gets depressed...

I almost trip him but miss barely, it wan't noticable but he still stumbles slightly as move past, "Fine .."

He hugs her as well gently not to hurt the wound,"You are perfect.."

"You helped me enough already now I am just running your name through the mud I can find some where else...."

" You didn't do anything... "

"Its fine..", I pick her up with the cover and lay her back in the bed following suit.. "Nightmares trouble me some nights..." I remember my own screaming terrors in ...

"I believe she will be okay now.." I look at her fondly, "You did nothing of the sort I am just too touchy.."

"It was a nightmare, shhhhh, it is okay now...." I look at her sleepily.

There will be other times....

"I should've just slept on the bench," I say callously pushing him aside and walking out of the house..