I stood frozen on the spot watching as he thrashed all over the bed, talking in his sleep. Damien was having a nightmare and he looked like he was fighting for his life in it.

My chest heaved up and down in panic. I did not know what to do. My mind was spiralling out of control and when it gave way to the thought of him dying in his sleep with me present, I almost lost it. My overthinking skills always did the most.

I eventually snapped out of my daze and decided it was best to wake him up. I tapped him slightly but silly me, I should...