ALICE
I was unconscious. I don't want to sleep. I barely sleep at night. It's always the same. The dreams. The screams. The yelling. The pain.
Kenneth was able to push them away. With just a brush of his fingers on my hair, I'm drifting off to a nightmareless sleep. His minty scent, as it fills my nose relaxes my shoulders. His body temperature that is too warm - opposite to my constant cold body - will always calm the maelstrom of insanity knotting in my head.
When I'm beside him, I was normal. When he sits with me, the hallucinations, the deceptive figures, the bone chilling tortures - will all recede at the back of my mind.
For the first time in my life, I was happy. He managed to bring out the smile I thought my lips don't know how to pull off.