#Chapter23

After we came back from hell, somehow my condition got worse. For about a week now, I had nightmares, and I could barely fall asleep because of them. I was pretty sure Lucifer still fucked something up in my mind, opened one of those doors without me noticing. My past was out, roaming around in my unconscious only to hunt me mercilessly.

Jude came in every night when he heard me scream, only to get shouted at and leave. I didn't shut up until the door closed behind him, I didn't want him near me, in times like that. Or maybe I did and that's why I sent him...