Red eyes glowered at her. Everything was blurry, and disstorted. Anna saw the knife, just as blood hungry as the person who was holding it. But then, instead of fleeing, he greedily eyed Taylor crying in the backround.

NO!! Anna sat straight up and her eyes flew open. She sat confused for a minute before she realized where she was. She first had to realize that it was just another nightmare. The same one she’d been having every night since she’d left the hospital, since Jack had left her.

She looked over relieved to see Taylor sleeping soundly on Jack’s side of the bed. She sighed heavily and rubbed her eyes. It was nights like these, which was every night now, that she wondered if Jack was ever coming back.

She wondered if he ever really felt anything for her at all. She’d like to think so, but it’d been three months. Did I scare him away? Me and my screwed up life?

She refused to cry tonight though. She rolled over and snuggled against Taylor for comfort, then she reluctantly fell asleep.