|CHAPTER 4|
Zoey (zozo)
I wake up and try to open my eyes but they are too heavy to be opened. Once I manage to open them, I notice that I am laying on a double bed with a supper comfy topper, an eclectic mix of bed side tables with dimmable lamps. I know that they are dimmable lamps because I have the exact same ones in my room. A bedroom storage unit matching the bed side tables and a free standing wardrobe.
The curtains in the room are full length light floaty floor to ceiling curtains with a black out blind and the walls in the room are plaster and terracotta. Aside from that, I notice that there's a very large acrylic canvas painting of horses stock above the bed. It can't go unnoticed because of its size.
Realisation then dawns on me.
I am not on my bed or in my room. "Oh Fuckkk!" I drag out the letters on the curse word and feel a sharp jolt in my head, Memories of what happened in the earlier hours of today hit me like a train and for a moment I feel like it was all a dream.
I feel the urge to vomit my lungs out. I quickly rash to what I assume is the bathroom and luckily it is.
I crouch by the toilet seat and let everything out. I flash the toilet and wash my mouth with the mouthwash on the counter. Don't blame me, I hate the taste of puke. I think everybody does, right?
After rinsing my hands, the next thing I notice is that I am not in the clothes I was in hours ago. I am in an oversized T-shirt that's wearing me instead of me wearing it. It has the word Sharks written on it in cursive.
It smells so familiar.
I hear a knock at the door. I head back in the room and sit facing the door. A musculin tall figure peeks his head in with his eyes closed asking me if he can enter the room and I humm for him to enter. His whole body enters the room and he has with him a tray with painkillers, juice, and some pancakes. "I didn't know what you'd like to eat so I made you pancakes." Adrian lets me know while putting the tray on the bedside table.
"Wh_ who changed my clothes?" I ask him the question that has been eating me up praying that he will tell me I came in it.
Considering the state I was in, I wouldn't argue with him, I would believe him. He rubbed the back of his head and sat at the edge of the bed.
"Uhm, Emmy changed your clothes, I told her about what happened and she thought you'd feel comfortable sleeping in something comfier." he seats upright. "You were very fast asleep, we didn't want to disturb your sleep." I remember being given a sleeping pill to calm me down by Adrian because I was so hysterical.
Emmy is his step mum, his Dad got remarried and it didn't go well with him at first because he didn't want someone to play mum but he later got fond of her. Emmy is so sweet and kind, knowing that she's the one that changed my clothes made me feel alleviated.
"Why didn't you take me home?" I have a lot of questions I want answered.
"I just thought, I don't know. I wasn't thinking. I didn't know what to do or tell your parents so I brought you here instead."
I take the painkiller from the table and drink them with some juice to stop the ping in my head. "How did you know where I was? Because the hallways leading to Tess's room were out of bounce. Where you_ ?"He shakes his head no, probably knowing what I was about to ask him.
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