Levi POV

In the middle of the night, Y/N was moving around quite a bit. 

It was a little bothersome, but it was weird cause she doesn't really move around while she sleeps. 

She did manage to wake me up though. 

I peeked over at her, maybe she was just trying to get comfortable and didn't know she was causing a ruckus, which ended up waking me up. 

"Y/N you're moving too much." I said quietly. 

She just kept moving. 

She was also making noises. 

Weirdo. 

Then I turned on the lamp on my bedside table. 

"Y/N, you kicking around isn't going to make you anymore comfortable." I said to her. 

But she wasn't awake. 

She was shaking her head from side to side, kicking her feet a bit, and whispering things. 

I did know she was talking about a guy though. 

She kept whispering something like He... something... it. 

It was a breath whisper.

But she really doesn't seem like she's all that comfortable. 

She also looked like she was going to cry. 

So a nightmare. 

Now I feel like an asshole for thinking that she was just causing a ruckus to do so. 

"Hey Y/N... Y/N" I tried shaking her slightly in an attempt to wake her up. 

"Y/N." I shook her a little harder. 

I'm glad I was on her side and that I have fast reflexes, cause she shot up from her shot and was screaming. 

Fuck. 

She was scratching her face very hard. 

Like hell I'm going to just let her hurt herself like that.

"Worthless... Useless... Worthless... Useless." She was shouting as she was scratching herself.

I tried grabbing onto her but she was really just moving so much to not be in my grasp.

She was both Hyperventilating and crying and still trying to scratch at her face. 

I then realized that I actually had to use force with her, that I actually had to grab her with a good amount of strength. 

After a little she had calmed down but was still crying. 

She was worrying me. 

She's never actually had a nightmare here. 

I don't even know how I can help her. 

She doesn't want me touching her.

"You were having a pretty bad nightmare. Are you ok?" I asked her softly. 

Hopefully this will encourage her to open up a bit.

Y/N was still sitting there crying. 

As she was crying she moved towards me and pulled me into a hug. 

"No." She whispered.

The hug was a surprise to me. 

She hasn't wanted me to touch her in a few days. 

I hugged her back and I was running my fingers through her hair. 

It helps to calm her down sometimes.

She just continued to cry into me.

She scared the shit out of me not too long ago, but I guess this stuff happens sometimes. 

"Shh... it was just a dream... I'm here..." I said softly to her. 

She calmed down but she was still crying softly to me. 

"You're ok Y/N." 

She let go of me but I didn't let go of her. 

"Just cry into me. You obviously need to be comforted. And I'm here." I said to her. 

And it caused her to cry a little more and to hug me again. 

I moved her on top of me so she was straddling me. 

This is a more comfortable position than her shoulder digging into me.

Our clock read 2:38.

It's still really early. 

But I don't mind. 

I'm not going to let Y/N just cry alone here. 

"It was about my dad." She said quietly between sobs. 

It's surprising but at the same time, it isn't. 

But I want to know what happened. 

"Did you want to talk more about it?"

She shook her head and leaned closer to me. 

I held onto her tighter. 

Her crying had calmed down but her breathing didn't. 

I thought about the words she was screaming out. 

Worthless and useless. 

And it had to do with her dad. 

So maybe she sees her dad as the one that is worthless and useless? 

No then she wouldn't of had a reaction like this. 

Maybe her dad was calling her worthless and useless? 

That's a possibility. 

That seems like the more plausible option. 

I won't ask her about it, at least not right now, but that seems to be what is more likely that happened. 

And the 'he' that she was speaking about in her sleep must have been her dad. 

She's been under a lot of stress and hasn't had much motivation lately so that's probably what caused her nightmare to occur. 

I really don't think she should be going into the office tomorrow, and if she agrees, I'll see if she wants me to stay too. 

I really don't want to leave her alone after this. 

And since it's the middle of the night I'm not going anywhere for a few hours. 

I was taken out of my train of though as Y/N spoke up. 

"He called me a disappointment and said he wished I wasn't his daughter... I've done everything he has ever wanted me to do... Why am I not good enough?" She began to cry again into my shoulder.

She held onto me tighter.

Has her father ever said that to her straight up? 

I knew that he's told her that she isn't strong enough to take on the company, but I've never heard him say that he wished she wasn't his daughter, or that she wasn't good enough. 

It hurt to see her this distraught. 

I understand that it was just a dream, but she had a point, she has done everything her parents have ever wanted her to do. 

"Hey, hey, it's ok... Your mind is just playing tricks on you... That's all... I'm sure your father doesn't think that of you." I said in an attempt to make her feel better and to calm her down. 

"And how do you know that deep down he doesn't feel like that? What if he thinks I am a disappointment?" She said sounding hurt. 

"Does it make you feel any better that I don't think you are a disappointment?" 

"Not really." 

"I'll tell you what I think of this. I don't think your dad sees you as a disappointment. You've had to follow everything that your parents have said. You haven't had a say in the things that you do, for the things that you've wanted to do. Ultimately, if he is disappointed in you, he should be disappointed in himself for the choices he picked out for you. You couldn't go against him for anything, and yet you went through with them when you could have ran away way before the thought came into your head with that guy. But yet you stuck through it, so don't think that you are a disappointment, cause I don't think you are one." I said to her. 

She cried a little more. 

She pulled away from me a little and looked at me. 

"Then why can't I ever make him happy? I never seem to make him proud on anything that I do." She said softly while still sobbing out. 

"His standards are just high. Especially since you are his daughter. He just expects nothing but the best from you because he thinks his decisions were going to lead you down the right path. I'm not saying that you didn't go down the right path, but it is obvious that this isn't something you want like he was hoping to get out of you. You don't seem motivated to do this on your own. It's obvious your motivation is to make your parents happy." 

She just looked at him with sad eyes. 

She had tears in them and they were beginning to look red. 

"Now don't say you aren't enough, because I think you are more than enough. I know we don't always get along, but when we have our good moments, I wouldn't want them any other way. You spark a joy in me that I haven't felt in a while. You make it worth coming home, even on our bad days." I said as I was rubbing my thumb across her cheek. 

She had calmed down and was sniffling a bit. 

"I don't feel like I'm enough." She whispered. 

"You may not feel it, but just know you are Y/N. You're more than enough to me. And you always will be." I said softly to her. 

"Pinky promise?" She held up her pinky. 

"Pinky promise... And we'll seal it with a kiss." I said to her. 

I interlocked our pinkies, then we pushed our thumbs together. 

Then I did kiss her. 

Sealed with a kiss. 

She smiled softly but she still looked distraught. 

"You don't have to go to the office if you don't want to tomorrow... And if you want me to stay with you I will." I said to her. 

"Can you please stay, I don't want to be alone." She said softly.

"Then I'll stay. I'm not going anywhere. I'll be right here with you." I said softly to her as well. 

She smiled softly again. 

"Thank you." She said. 

Things might not have been the best these past few days between us, but she really needs me right now so I am willing to accept that she does. 

I'm not going to abandon her. 

Especially after a night like this one. 

I'd be an asshole if I just told her to deal with it on her own. 

I'm going to be here for her. 

Every step of the way. 

Until she feels better. 

She'll have me to fall back onto when she needs it. 

I'll always be here for her. 

Always.