We made it home now. The girls are asleep. I went to my room when they fell asleep to read a book. I was in my bed with just the lamp being the only light in my room. Lars is cleaning up in the living room and kitchen. I only read a chapter because I keep thinking about Lars being near me when I was asleep crying so much. I got up and went to see what he is doing. He was just starting to clean the kitchen. I watched him for a few seconds. He seems so unapproachable on the outside, but clearly calm and humble on the inside.
"Hey. Lars?"
"Hey, (Y/N). I thought you were going to sleep. Did you want to talk?"
"Actually. There is a few things I wanted to talk to you about."
"Like what?"
"When I was asleep, my girls said that I was crying in my sleep and you were comforting me and wiping my tears."
"Oh. I did. If that bothered you, I won't do it again. You were really low. What was it that was keeping you in tears?"
"We'll...the stuff that recently happened around us. I'm not mad at you. I wanted to thank you really for trying to comfort me. I don't remember much from that nightmare I had other then those black feathers."
"Black feathers? Why did you see feathers?"
When he asked me that, I started to remember that nightmare. It was more than just black feathers. It was my husband attacking me.
I was stuck somewhere looking at him and my daughters.......but I don't remember what happened after. I zoned out just thinking about it. Lars was trying to get my attention.
"Hey. (Y/N). Say something to me."
And I'm back again.
"I really don't understand what dream was trying to tell me at all. What do you think it meant Lars?"
"I'm not sure what to tell you. I'm almost done cleaning everything. Do you want to watch something?"
"Sure. Why not? I'm not even tired right now. I wonder what's on TV right now."
I walked in the living room, grabbed the remote, then sat down on the couch. I was a little excited to watch something with him until I turn the TV on. It was the news. The reporter said something about a flying shadow at the top of a building. Lars was watching this as well. That shadow was a man with black wings.......like in my dream. His body was a dark purple with a huge scar across his chest. My body started to get cold. Lars noticed my reaction to all of this.
"(Y/N). Your dream. Was it something like that man?"
"Yes. It was. Oh my God, it was." I freaked out and turned the TV off. I couldn't stop shaking at all or stand up. Lars had to help me up.
"Just breathe (Y/N). Please calm down."
"I saw THAT in my dream. I remember. It wasn't just my husband attacking me. He was strangling me while the girls are........dead." I started crying. I didn't want to see my daughters killed. I don't want to even live anymore if that happened to my babies. Lars wiped my tears and looked at me. Right in the eyes.
"That is not going to happen as long as I'm around."
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