61 ~°~Chapter Sixty-one~°~

The door must have opened at some time but I couldn't hear, too caught up in my world of fear, the bed depresses on both sides but this only increases my terror.

I clutch the blankets draped around me with white knuckles, my breathing getting more erratic and it seems no matter how much I try to take in oxygen my body just won't accept it.

"Hayden, baby…" Dale is the first to speak and somewhere in my panic-induced hyperventilation, I register that they're both here, they never left me but things have already been set into motion.

Dale pries off one of my hands off their deadly grip on the blankets, his second hand coming up to smoothen my hair down. "I need you to breathe for me, okay love." He says in a soothing voice but just like the first time I can't do it, it's like the episodes take my ability to do anything out of my hands and only an external force could jolt me.