Chapter 32: Another chance?

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Bright. It's too bright. Ugh.

I groaned as I turned under the sheets to face the other side. Finally finding a comfortable position, I sighed and was about to go back to dreamland when I felt a presence.

Who's at my place?

And then I realised that the mattress I was currently sprawled upon was too comfortable. The one I have at home is harder than this.

Huh.

I forced myself to get out of sleep as I felt an alien vibe. Nuzzling a little under the blankets, I finally managed to remove my face out.

WHATTHEFOK

I jerked the blanket off so now it rested on my right thigh.

"Nice panties." He said.

Ears turning red, I realised that I was in a robe and that my previous action had made my lovey panties visible from the V cut of the robe.

Wait. How the heck am I in a robe? And what the hell is he doing here? More like what am I doing here and where even is this place?

I was fully awake now. Finally I remembered.

The car, the cliff, me slapping him, him taking it and then- then-

WAIT! Wasn't I supposed to be dEaD?

"How am I alive?" I asked. I clearly remember taking that one step before I blacked out. Didn't I fall down the cliff? is this heaven?

Noticing my confusion, he stood up from the couch he was sitting on and moved to the windows, opening the blinds completely.

"Of course you're alive. I wouldn't let you die that easily."

There. There it was again. His fake concerns. Does he really think that this cheesy line is going to explain this situation in any sense?

"I have no idea how I got here and why I'm still here but I do not plan on staying here anymore than 5 minutes. You have 5 minutes. Tell me everything. How I got here, what happened after we were at the cliff etc etc." I demanded.

"Or what?" He leaned on the huge glass window, now open as he stared at me. Someone's getting real brave.

"Or I will not hesitate in calling the cops saying that I'm kidnapped." I replied boldly.

"Alright alright."

He approached the bed to take a seat but when I raised my eyebrows he moved back to the couch.

"What is this place?"

"This is one of my dad's property. Just an hour drive from the city." He said as he sat back on the couch.

"Why am I here?" I tried to sound as much intimidating as I could but my ugly morning face wasn't helping. Not to mention that my mouth tasted like there'd been a world war of rats in there.

"You passed out and your-" he looked down as if he couldn't face me.

"Your scar was bleeding." He finished and I understood why he looked down.

"How long have I been out?" I asked.

"48 hours."

"WHAT?"

"I've been sleeping for 48 hours?!" Jesus! 48 hours?!

He simply nodded.

"Oh god. I'm leaving." I said and got up from the bed.

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