chapter 41

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Patrick awoke beside Ellen. Patrick noticed the dark bags under eyes and questioned why she got little no sleep that night, As far as he knew, nothing was bothering her. Instead of awaking her he simply crawled closer to Ellen and gathered her into his warm embrace; She stirred but didn't quick wake. 



Ellen woke up a couple hours later confused as to why she was somehow in Patricks arms. She stayed until a voice spoke. 

"You up?" Patrick's sleepy voice broke the silence.

"mm-hmm.." Ellen whispered. 

"Why couldn't you sleep last night?" He questioned. Ellen knew this question was coming but how was she supposed to tell him about the nightmares? She couldn't just say 'Hey, I'm having nightmares about you dying at a very specific time 22:50  , That's why i'm not getting sleep.' 
Well she could but, It just felt wrong. 

Ellen hasn't always been one to talk about her feelings. In honesty she was the one who ran away from them, Hiding from people, pushing them away, she was a master at that. It came with her mom dying at such a young age, after all Ellen was only 4. She grew up with her siblings and father and when that was over and she was 18 she left Boston and went to Miami, She never really had a stable childhood. Pushing people away and hiding from her feelings is what she knew best; The best way to protect herself and others. 

"I-.. Uh, Just a bad dream." She muttered. 

"Ell.." 

"Fine.. I just- I have nightmares, I mean I have been having nightmares since.. since the crash but they are of you dying at a specific time; It's always the same time." 

Patrick's face is now saddened, Was he the one causing her to have these nightmares? Was he the main  reason? 

"Is it because of me?" He questioned. 

"No.. yes.. I don't know." 

"I love you, you know that right?" 

Ellen smiled and replied "Yes.. I know. I love you too." 

Ellen glanced at the clocked and noticed it was 10:50 (Which is 22:50 but 12 hour clock) her breath hitched in her throat. She knew that time all to well, She heard a squeak and snapped her head back to see it was just a nurse moving Patrick and hers table so they can get discharged. 

Ellen was in need of some deep therapy, but she knew if she went, she would have to speak of the secret and topic she always avoided..    



A/N: Sorry it took so long to update!! School work has been taking over my mind and time. 

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