Fire On Fire

Chapter 2 - Enchanted

I wake up with a start, and immediately lay my head back down.

I close my eyes to hold back the impending headache I feel creeping up on me. After a few minutes, i open my eyes again, to find that i'm in a completely dark room. As I let my eyes adjust, I start to see shapes and silhouettes of where I am, and i quickly realise that this is clearly not my home.

As i slowly sit up, i realise that i am lying on bed, my feet already on the ground. The complete silence in the room, is only disturbed by the faint sound of breathing, but it's not my own breathing.

I look around the room, and locate the sound to a small figured, curled up on the floor against the wall next to the door not too far from me.

That's when recent events come to mind.

I remember the party, drinking, feeling sick, going to the terrace, drinking again, the girl on the terrace, and leaving with her. I'm glad to see that I still have all have my clothes on, which means nothing intimate happened, thankfully.

Right now, she is fast asleep, with her arms hugging her knees, and her head laid on top, with a mass of hair falling to the side and touching the floor.

Despite the headache, I am not quite hangover as I would have been if I was actually drunk, which only adds to my confusion. What the hell did I drink last night that knocked my senses out bad?

That's what i get for hanging around college parties, they are no different from teenagers with raging hormones.

Scratching the back of my head, i look at my wrist watch, and find that it past 4am, it's one earlier earlier than i normally wake up for my morning work out.

I should get going, go home, but I will have to drive and I don't feel quite up to it right now. The thought of laying back down on this bed to sleep again, offering a more enticing option for now.

I look down, and notice the girl on the floor again.

Why is she down there?

That doesn't look very comfortable. I don't know how long she has been in that position, but if she continues to stay like that, her body will feel like shit in the morning.

*

The phone vibrating in my pocket wakes me up, and I almost jump out of my skin when I find myself lying on the bed, next to man.

Then my brain quickly recalls what happened last night and I calm down.

How am I on the bed though, I remember falling asleep on the floor

My phone vibrates again, and I get up and rush to the sitting room.

'Hello'

'Why are you whispering' Carmen asks immediately.

'Good morning to you too' i reply.

'I take it the stranger is still in my apartment'

'Yes.' I murmur.

"And are you ok?' she asks.

'I'm fine' I whisper.

'Ok...was just checking to make sure you are alive and safe....by the way, send me a picture of him ok.. I want to know what he looks like' she utters.

'I am not doing that....bye' I chuckle, and cut the call and stare at the screen.

08:22am.

Shit!

There is another missed call from mom. I need to get home ASAP.

I turn back to the bedroom, and slowly push the door open, i walk in and find that the bed is empty.