Trap | Ran Takahashi

Chapter 3

Natasha

I groggily opened my eyes, my vision blurry and my head throbbing. The sunlight streaming through the window is almost painful, my eyes still sensitive from lack of sleep. I groaned softly, bringing my hand up to shield my eyes.

I thought the only part of my body that hurt was my head, but I was wrong. When I tried to stretch my body, especially my legs, I was struck by a sudden pain that nearly brought tears to my eyes. I gritted my teeth, trying to ignore the aching feeling that seemed to have settled into my muscles overnight.

"Oh heck," I groaned out loud, the realization hitting me that my entire body was sore and aching. I slowly tried to move my legs again, but the pain was still there, a constant reminder of the activities from last night.

I looked around, taking in my surroundings, and then it clicked - I was in someone's room. The realization sent a jolt of surprise through me, and I scrambled to sit up, wincing slightly at the pain in my body. "Oh heck," I groaned out loud, the realization hitting me that my entire body was sore and aching. I slowly tried to move my legs again, but the pain was still there, a constant reminder of the activities from last night.

I cursed under my breath, swearing that I had never seen this room in my life. I tried to recall who brought me here, but my mind was a blank slate, the events of the night before shrouded in a drunken haze.

I took a deep breath, gathering all my strength to sit up, when the cover fell off me, I suddenly realized something that made my heart skip a beat - I was naked. Confusion and surprise washed over me as I stared down at my body, trying to remember how I ended up in this situation. I quickly pulled the cover back over me, a rush of embarrassment and panic washing over me as I tried to conceal my nakedness. My mind was racing, trying to figure out what the hell had happened last night, but no memories came to mind.

I could feel the fear bubbling up inside of me, my heart racing and my hands trembling as I sat there in the bed, completely disoriented. I had no idea where I was, what had happened, or who had seen me naked.

The thought of someone taking advantage of me while I was completely drunk made my stomach churn with anxiety. I was scared and confused, my mind racing with worst-case scenarios. My mind started racing, and I began to wonder if I had slept with some kind of pervert or creep. Maybe I was just making a mountain out of a molehill and I had just had too much to drink last night, but the uncertainty was driving me crazy.

I felt a wave of panic wash over me, my heart racing and my mind spinning with fearful thoughts. "I'm so dead right now," I whispered to myself, feeling trapped and helpless in this strange room.

I spotted a shirt lying on a chair nearby and quickly grabbed it. The cool fabric felt comforting against my skin as I pulled it over my head, glad to have something to cover my nakedness.

I was feeling determined now, desperate to find out what had happened. I took a deep breath, summoning all my courage, and slowly swung my legs over the edge of the bed. I gripped the bed tightly for support, my legs still feeling weak and shaky as I tried to stand up. My head was throbbing and my body was aching, but I fought through the pain, determined to figure out what had happened.

I moved slowly and unsteadily, my legs shaking beneath me as I held onto everything I could to keep myself upright as I walked towards the door. My heart was pounding in my chest, fear and confusion swirling in my mind.

I was grateful for the oversized shirt that I had found, it was big enough to cover my most private parts and give me some sense of security.

Just as I was approaching the door, another door nearby suddenly swung open and a figure stepped through, scaring the crap out of me.