Prompt: "Go rest. I'll take care of everything."
Angelica's eyes were getting heavy. There was nothing she wanted more than to close them tightly and allow herself to drift away to the land of nothingness. Maybe, when she woke up, she would find that it had all been some terrible nightmare and none of it had been real. But no. She couldn't sleep. She couldn't close her eyes. It would ruin everything. They were already in this mess because of her, and her stupid need to sleep. She wasn't going to make it worse by letting her guard down even further. Jeremiah inched his way toward Angelica and wrapped his arm around her. She looked at him tiredly. She wanted nothing more than to lean back into his chest, and let his arms fully wrap around her, and surrender to sleep, with the full knowledge that nothing could go wrong with him there. He would protect her, take care of her, the monsters inside her head didn't dare to make a move with him around. It would be so easy to just close her eyes and sleep with him there. But she couldn't do that. She couldn't do that to him. She had put too much on Kyle and he had left. She and all her baggage had been too much for him and he had left without a second thought. She couldn't do that to Jeremiah. She didn't want to do that to Jeremiah. He deserved better than that. She couldn't push all of her baggage onto him. She couldn't run the risk of him leaving like Kyle. True, she had been just fine when Kyle had left, she had managed to find her own way, but it had been torturous, and she didn't to go through that all over again. She couldn't allow Jeremiah to see her crazy. "Go rest," Jeremiah whispered in her ear, "I'll take care of everything." His voice was gentle in her ear, and she willingly caved, unable to hold off the darkness any longer. Prompt: "No one has ever stood so close to my soul as you." Angelica opened her eyes slowly, blinking in surprise. She was still wrapped up in Jeremiah's arms. For the first time in forever, she had slept peacefully. No nightmares, no monsters. Just peace. Sleep. Rest. He really had protected her. He had taken care of her just like he had promised to. "No one has ever stood so close to my soul as you," Angelica said softly, as she looked up at Jeremiah. Jeremiah smiled down at the still groggy Angelica. 'You are my soul,' he thought to himself as he placed a kiss on her forehead. "I hope you slept well," he said instead.
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