Jason back pressed into the wall. He was still apologizing as he didn't believe her. Right now the fear was too real. Sherry always said she was cursing something else and occasionally twisted her words to have him believing they were safe from harm and then she would beat the shit out of him. He sunk down with his knees up near his chest area. He just shook and murmered apologies. As she began to sing he felt a sudden peace and calm begin to settle in over him. He slowly began to drift off. He fought it but still he drifted off. He felt the sleep from his forced insomnia taking ahold of him in its tight iron embrace. His eyes drooped and his legs slide down as he fell asleep within a matter of moments. A few moments longer and the nightmare began. Began like they always did whenever he fell into a true sleep. He began speaking out in his voice. The twins had gone off to read.<br/><br/>~<span style="font-style: italic">He watched the kids who were but nine months old and they were sick with colic. They wouldn't stop crying. He was singing to them and everything. "Come on babies stop crying. Daddy's here. If you don't stop crying mommy will try to hurt you. Daddy wants you safe and sound." He heard the sharp clicking of heels on tile and turned just in time to see the door fly open. "CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT YOU INCOMPETENT MORON! THOSE DAMN BABIES ARE WAKING ME FROM MY BEAUTY SLEEP!" Sherry howled at him. He shook hard but stayed in the path of the babies. "I can't Sherry. They have colic and can't stop crying. I'm trying. Please...just leave them alone." He pleaded. Sherry backhanded him hard and went to get the children to shake them until they stopped crying.<br/><br/>He moved in her path again. "No! Leave the babies alone!" He cries out. Coughing and doubling over a bit as her fist impacted with his majorly malnourished gut. Sputtering hard. (both in reality and in the dream.) He was backhanded and hit the ground hard. "I WILL TEACH YOU TO TALK TO ME LIKE THAT! I HATE THOSE BABIES BUT YOUR PITIFUL WHINING ABOUT LEAVING THEM ALONE IS MORE ANNOYING!!!" She yelled and started kicking him. "Sherry! Ow! No! They are just babies! Ow!" He coughed hard and tears filled his eyes. Trailing down his cheeks (in the dream and in reality) as she continued to hit him. Causing him to cry out over and over again.<br/><br/>"SHERRY NO!!!!!" He yelled out as she brought the wooden rocking chair down on him repeatedly until it broke along with one of his ribs. He whimpered and she just started laughing at him. She was going to make him suffer. "Worthless bitch of a man." She sneers as she stormed off. Laughing darkly now and slammed the door shut. Locking him in there like that with the babies. "Must protect the babies...even if it kills me...they need to be protected from her." He coughed and then screamed as she used black magic on him....</span>~<br/><br/>Jason screamed a blood chilling scream and bolted awake. Panting heavily and quivering like a leaf in hurricane winds. "They are safe... They are safe... They are safe..." He says over and over again. "Just a dream... Just a dream... Just a horrible horrible dream..." he says. Tears trailing down his cheeks. "Can't...no more sleep. Please...no more sleep." He begged. Sobbing a bit as he pleaded with her not to make him go to sleep again. "It brings the realistic dreams... The horrible realistic dreams... No more sleep... No more deep sleep...please." He begged. Trembling hard.