waking up (chapter 2)

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I woke up. 

Where am I?

I was lying in a bed with blue covers and a small room surrounded me. In the corner was a chair and a desk with a few magazines on it. On the other side of me was a big cupboard . Right next to the bed there was some wooden draws and a little lamp on top. On the other side of the room there was a door. I guess that must be a bathroom. 

What is this place? what happened? Why am I here?

Suddenly everything came back to me from my sister being pushed over the cliff to falling in some guys arms. I felt hollow. And weak.

let the tears flow freely down my cheeks and choked back a sob. She was 12 years old. She had so much potential, so much to live for, yet all that got taken away from her in mere seconds. I held my hand over my heart, the pain was so much. I thought about that last terrified gaze she gave me before she fell to her death. That helpless, scared, tearful gaze. I gasped and bent over, clutching my shirt where my heart was, the pain was too much. Too much to bear. Please stop! make it go away. Make it go away! I breathed deep slow breaths, trying to calm myself down, even though the tears were streaming down my face and soaking the sheets. I hate those bastards who pushed her! She was my fucking 12 year old sister and they took her! they took her away from me! I slammed my fist down into the covers. I was still so weak though, so useless and so tired. I could feel the darkness trying to pull me back in again, so trying to get my mind off the pain and the sorrow and the fear, I surrendered to the darkness and fell back onto the pillow into yet another restless sleep.

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"Knock knock." 

I opened my eyes, and yawned. Did I hear something?

"Hello? Are you going to open the door or do I have to knock it down?" My head swiveled to the door. Yep I heard something alright. Self defence kicked in and I quickly jumped out of the bed. Looking around the room for some sort of protection, I grabbed the lamp. It had a glass cover which might come in handy.

"Alright I'm coming in now." I braced myself as I watched the door knob turn. I froze. In stepped a man. He looked around 19, maybe 20 years old. Around the Same age as me nonetheless. I couldn't help but notice how hot he was! He was pretty buff. Impressive buff, not weak. He had pitch black hair and it was all messy but in a good way. He had big golden brown eyes and I couldn't help but get lost in their depth. He had a strong jaw line and his lips, oh god his lips. They looked so warm and soft I had to fight the urge to go up to him right there and then and kiss him!

GRACE! Snap. Out. Of. It! Get a hold of yourself! You are in a strangers house, only god knows where you are and there is a freaking stranger at the door! But there's just something about him.... I can't move. I can feel this....this energy, just pulling me towards him. I've never felt anything like it before. What is he doing to me?!

"Hi, I'm glad your up, you've been out of it for a while." That snapped me out of my daze.

I got a good grip on the lamp I was holding and threw it at him. He ducked just in time but while he was distracted, I hopped over the bed and on my way out of the door I pushed him over. Well I tried to. He was really strong!

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