We meet at Dawn

Chapter eighteen - Dawn

I woke up with the biggest headace I've ever had. My breath felt awfull and my eyes was burning from the sunlight shining in trough the window. I got up and pulled on a t-shirt from the floor as I headed for the kitchen. I was so thirsty one might have thought I had eaten a whole pack of salt. I took a glas from the counter and as I was poring the water I noticed how clean everything smelled.

And that's when I realized that something was really off, I turned around and noticed that this, this is not my home. Where the fuck am I? And what happened last night. I hurried back to the room I came from, I needed to find my phone and my clothes. I peek in to the room, and luckily no one was there. But worse, neither was my clothes nor my phone. Shit, I was so dead. I had no idea where I was or where any of my stuff was. I had to find my shit and get the fuck out of here, I didn't even know what time it was. I was freaking out, sure I usually forget what I did the night before. But this? It's never been this bad, but if I wanted to now where I was and where my shit was, I was going to have to explore. I started tip toing around the place, and whom ever lives here has great taste. Everything is clean and tidy, and the place smells like soap.
Everything was black and white, and the floors was so shiny. And as a science student this was pure porn, just wow. Okay Dawn, focus lets find my shit and get the fuck out of here. But staying focused for long didn't really work, this person has a sicene room? Is this even leagal? I mean, my oh my.
Maybe I'm dreaming, I mean come on! This can not be real.

A microskope, spatulas, forceps hell there was everything one might need in the call of science. And then I found the goldmind, a fridge with what was full of bacteria and so much more! I coudn't help myself from taking a sampel and examen one that didn't have a label. I took the coat from the chair, and a pair of gloves, and
of course a pair of goggles. Carefully I placed the sampel under the microskope and started looking away, and what I saw amazed me.
This was a sample from a person suffering from aids. The virus was so stunning it almost scared me, it was fully developed meaning that the
person didn't have long left to live. I gently placed the sampel back in the friged and took another one, god this was truly amazing. Even though I didn't study human viruses nor diseases I found it truly intresting. The second sampel was a little harder, I recognized it but there was something that I couldn't rap my head around. And then I saw it, this was a sample of cancer. But there are so many tipes of cancers and I just couldn't tell what It was. Sure if I had an MRI I would easily tell, but just from this sample? No. As I was looking in to the microscope I heard a gentle knock on the door. I pulled away and looked up, and why was Asher here? Oh wait, shit im at his place?
''Godmorning, having fun?'' he asked as he walked over with two coffees and something that smelled of food. ''Let's see here what you've found.'' He said and looked into the microskope. He looked back up at me, and his eyes was so
captivating. ''So, what do you think it is?'' I was a little shy to answer, after all he was a professor who did this for a living, and Im just a student. ''Well, it looks like cancer. But I'm not sure what kind of.'' I whispered as I twirled a strand of my hair. ''Well you're right. It's actually breast cancer.'' He said as he placed the Sampel back into the fridge. ''Coffee?'' he said and walked away towards the kitchen. I took off the coat
and followed like a little lost puppy, until I noticed that I was only wearing a t-shirt. I
tried to pull the shirt down as I was walking over to the kitchen island.
So here I was, half-naked in Asher greys' apartment, still clueless about what had happened. But frankly, I would rather be clueless than ask what had happened.

''So...'' he said as he placed the two coffee cups on the kitchen counter, ''last night was... eventful.'' he muttered as he poured the steaming coffee. ''I guess?'' was all my lips allowed me to say.

''Black? Or with cream?'' he did a little gesture towards the cream, and the way he moved was like watching a slow-motion video. ''Black.'' I muttered. I reached for the coffee and I was killing for a smoke, there are two things a morning should start with. 1. coffee, always black. And 2. the morning smoke. But here I was with only one of the two, the other being in my bag I've seem to have lost. So just coffee then.

I was just about to sit down by the table when Asher gave out a loud cough signing for me to follow, so I once more followed like a lost puppy. He opened a glass door, leading to a balcony with a small table and only one chair. ''Take the chair'' he said as he leaned on the balcony railing. I took a seat and started sipping on my coffee.

''Smoke?'' he said as he held out a pack of camel. ''Yes, thank you.'' I muttered. He took out a cigarette and didn't even hand it to me, he just held it right in front of my lips so I gently opened my mouth as he placed the cigarette in between my lips. He lighted it up and gently backed away.

This man, made such a small a simple act look so mesmerizing. Hell, even the way he leaned back and inhaled the smoke was sexy.
''Asher?'' I whispered as I plucked a string of hair, ''Yes?'' I took a quick blow and gently meet his piercing eyes. ''Why am I here?'' he almost choked by the question, but I truly needed to know why I was here of all the places.

''You truly don't remember anything, do you?'' I shacked my head full of embarrassment. ''Well, you were pretty drunk and your friend had left
with Charles. So, I took you here.'' he said in a cold tone, but something didn't add up. He could have taken me home to my place? ''That's it? Sam left and you just took me here?'' He turned his back against me, but I could see that he was thinking of what to say. ''Wait a minute. Did we? You know...'' I whispered underneath my breath.

And God, his silence was killing me. ''We did, but not for long. Well, you might have vomited all over the place.'' I did what? Lord, please kill me. I can't even figure what to say, sorry for vomiting while we were having sex? Or, I'm sorry for making you take care of my drunken ass. ''I'm so sorry for that.'' My face was burning up, and I
was drowning in embarrassment. Regretting ever asking what had happened. ''It's okay. Shit happens.'' he said, looking right at me.

Making me feel even worse than I already did.