I awoke like every morning.
Tired.
Angry.
Annoyed.
But as well as that, I was sore and numb. My head screamed at me violently and my throat burned. My legs ached and my eyes blurred. I rolled onto my side.
It took me ten very long minutes to realise I wasn't in my bed.
Wasn't in my room.
"The fuck...?"
I sat up, but a horrible pain in my stomach made me wince.
There was a girl lying beside me.
A girl with brown hair.
Skinny and perfect.
Shirtless and wrapped around in a white sheet.
Oh shit.
It was Amanda.
I reached for the ground for where my shirt lay. Fingers crossed, I threw one leg off the bed and hoped the floorboards wouldn't creak.
"Mmmfm."
Amanda let out a loud groan and opened her eyes. A smile crossed her perfect face
"Great time last night, hey?"
Honestly, I didn't know. No memory of how I was in a bed with Amanda came to me.
"We should do that again."
Do what again...?
Sleep together?
"Why are you so quiet?" Amanda asked with a pout.
"Oh... I'm just not a morning person, yenno?"
Amanda shook her head. "You don't remember what we did last night, do you?"
I remained quiet, and Amanda let out a loud laugh.
"Oh Joshy. You will remember eventually."
Secretly, I really hoped I wouldn't remember anything. Because I was scared,
