I wake up in shock and out of breath. I remember the dream that woke me up, it was a nightmare of course.
I instantly start crying softly. I reach for my phone and I check the time, 4:00 am.
I get out of my bed sobbing because my dream was that bad, they come about once every couple of months.
I open up my door quietly and I go to Brian's room, opening up his door.
"Marissa, is that you?" I hear him mumble.
"Yeah, its me.." I niff my nose.
"You okay, sweetheart?" He asks.
"No I'm not." I sigh and I lean up against his wall.
"What's the matter?" He asks.
"I had a bad dream... A nightmare. So bad that I started crying. So, I went to your room because I knew that you could comfort me."
I can hear him sit up on his bed. "Come here, Marissa." I can somewhat see his arms spread out like he was going to ie me a hug.
I go over to him and I crawl onto his bed.
"Do you want to talk about it?" He asks.
"No I don't." I reply.
He stays quiet for a couple of seconds.
"Are you going to sleep in my room?" He asks quietly.
I nod. "If you don't mind."
He lays down. "I don't."
I smile and I lay down beside him.
He slowly puts his arms around me and pulls me close, cuddling me.
I know he's my step brother and all but, I think I'm falling in love with him.
