Aspen's POV

*Flashback/Nightmare*

"Aspen~" David said drunkenly.

I was sitting in the guest room closet, scared, shaking. My arms were in pain from the glass bottle thrown at me. I was wrapping my arms before I heard, David in front of the closet door and before I knew-

*End of Flashback*

I shot up screaming. And realizing it was all a dream.

"It was just a dream. Just a dream not......real" I said quietly. What did not make the situation any better is that it was storming out.

"Love? What are you screaming about?" My boyfriend asked quietly, tired.

I jumped at the sound of my voice forgetting...