(Author’s POV)
"Should I call Dr. Hayden again?" Yelena face was etched with concern. She was scared shitless when she saw Myra’s restless face when she was sleeping.
Just like yesterday, Yelena was sleeping beside Myra. At about three thirty-five in the morning, she was woken up by Myra’s rough panting. She seemed distressed in her sleep and kept mumbling something which Yelena could not quite comprehend at first.
She looked at Myra’s forehead and her pajamas, they were damp as they were soaked in sweat despite the air conditioner was keeping the room relatively cool.
Yelena gently shook Myra’s shoulder at first and called out to her, "Myra ...... hey ... wake up. Are you having another nightmare?"
But the latter’s actions became more frantic. She was huffing and puffing as if someone was after her life. Yelena got super worried for her friend and didn’t knew what to do.
She tried calling out to her again, "MYRA, Myra ...." but Myra’s breathing only became erratic as he started sobbing. Her face was turning ghostly pale as she mumbled, "Who are you? ..... What do you want from me? ...... I beg you ... spare me."
Yelena was freaking out. Aunt Mary, her house help had returned back to the mansion for the night and would only come back by six o’clock in the morning. So, she and Myra were alone now. She thought of calling her father and unlocked her screen to dial his number. Simultaneously, she was calling out to Myra as well. Her voice was loud to even wake up the whole neighborhood, "Myra, wake up, for goodness’s sake. Myra Miracle." Her was shivered with fright.
She put her phone on speaker. As the call was about to go through, Myra woke up with a start. Her eyes were puffy and red as she gasped for oxygen.
Yelena disconnected the call immediately and explained to Myra what had happened as the latter was still in daze. She tried to remember and could tell she was having a dream, good or bad, she could not recollect that.
All she could recall was a male voice, calling out to her. They way that voice called Myra ’his love’, gave her the chills. It was deep and magnetic and firm and gentle and mostly importantly, it was a familiar voice.
She closed her eyes to remember his face but there was just darkness. This frustrated her greatly so she forced herself to remember something, anything but the strain gave her intense headache. A grunt escaped her mouth.
Yelena suggested giving a call to Dr. Hayden which Myra firmly declined. It was still dark outside and around four in the morning. She did not see it feasible to disturb anyone at this time of the day. She shrugged it off as a mere nightmare.
After all, Yelena was well aware about Myra having bad dreams. But this time, it wasn’t like before. Generally, Myra would only mumble in her sleep and then when Yelena called her, she would wake up.
But this time, it took quite a while to wake Myra up. Yelena’s face was tensed as she stated, "This is not right at all. It is two days in a row, that you are having these nightmares. And this time after calling you so many times, you didn’t respond. It scared me, Myra. What if ... what if, something had happened to you?"
Yelena’s eyes turned veiny and red as she spoke how she felt in that moment, her voice turned hoarse.
Myra licked her lips and then pursed them. She took Yelena’s hands in hers and said, her voice soft, "Hey, relax. Nothing has happened and nothing will. You know, I have been a bit stressed because of this injury and lying to my family has also made me a tad bit anxious. I guess, that’s the reason I am getting all these nightmares."
Yelena listened to her attentively as she sniffed. Myra continued, reassuring her, "I promise you, if I feel something off, I will convey it to you I instantly. Then, you can call Dr. Hayden or your dad, I won’t mind."
With a slight tremor in her voice Yelena asked, "Can we not just come clean to Uncle William and Aunt Sandra? All this is stressing you out and it is not good for your physical as well as mental health. I know your parents will worry and but they will eventually understand."
Myra shook her head, "No, that can’t happen. Dad is .... dad is on meds and mom has a heart condition too, so I won’t be taking any risk. It is just a little inconvenience for me but I can manage."
Yelena couldn’t argue about this matter. Myra’s concerns were genuine and it was not her place to argue about her family matters.
The atmosphere turned somber as Myra cleared her throat and apologized, "I am sorry. Because of me, you woke up. You must have been stressed all along."
"Nahh, don’t apologize babe. Anyways, I wasn’t even feeling sleepy. How about you?" Yelena shrugged it off.
"To be honest, me too. I am not feeling sleepy as well. How about we watch that series which you were telling me about?" Myra suggested. She wanted to take her mind off of that dream badly.


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