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I rolled over and pulled the duvet tighter around my shoulders, it didn't matter how much I willed my mind to drift off to sleep I just couldn't.
Rolling onto my back I looked to the crack in the curtains. Soft grey moonlight struggled through and cast a midnight shadow across the floor.
An owl hooted near my window, his day just beginning as mine should have ended.
The house was quiet, only the ticking of the grandfather clock downstairs could be heard.
It was so different than what I am used to that it made me uncomfortable. Where was the scurrying feet? The rattle of curtains as they are drawn back to reveal a complaining patient?
Giving up I pulled the warm blankets over my head,.
Suddenly a muffle scream jolted me out from my sanctuary.
I felt the hairs rise on my arms.
There was another sound followed by a smash.
I didn't think before I had propelled myself out of my bed and was running down the hall.
I don't know why but the first room I ran to was Edwards.
Without a breath I pushed the door open.
It was then that my mind caught up with me.
Edward was sitting up on his bed, feet on the ground.
Sweat made his night shirt cling to his chest, that fiery hair of his stock out in frantic directions.
"Edward?" my voice was shaky at the sight before me.
His head shot up, green eyes red and wild.
A glass lay smashed by the bedside cabinet.
He didn't say anything as tears trickled down his cheek.
I moved a cautious step forward; my chest ached and urged me to do something.
"Edward?" I asked.
He shook his head as if to bring himself back again.
But he still said nothing
The room was dark, only the light from the early morning moon cast Edwards shadow across the floor on illuminated his glistening face.
With small steps I walked towards him.
I could feel the heat from him radiating around the room.
I crouched down in front of him.
"Edward." I said softly as to not startle him
He seemed to shake his head, shaking away the images in his mind.
"I'm sorry I woke you." His voice was gruff, pained.
I shook my head not trusting my voice for an answer.
Neither of us moved. I listened to his harsh breathing.
Taking a deep breath I turned the lamp on by his bed careful not to step on the glass.
Edward remained sat upright on his bed.
"I-is there anything I can get you?" I asked.
"Stay with me." He said, although his words were soft they rang out into the sleeping house and rattle my heart.
I couldn't have left him if I had tried.
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