Glowing - A Caspar Lee Fan Fiction [ON HOLD]

Chapter 14

Sam’s POV:

My eyes fluttered open, bright light temporarily blinding me. I was surrounded by white, everywhere I looked- white, white and more white.

I blinked again and opened my eyes to a whole new scene in front of me.

I lay in a queen sized bed surrounded by white pillows and covered in a massive comforter. A splitting headache came over me, making me dizzy. My body ached like I hadn’t moved in a long time. I begin to stretch my limbs as I surveyed the room. There was a huge window to my left, a bright city splayed out before me like a map.

A massive flat screen television sat in front of me, hung above a large and ornate dresser. A door to my right reveals and bright and squeaky clean bathroom.  Everything looked as though it had been cleaned daily and kept in the best condition.

I had no idea where I was exactly. The city outside my window remained a mystery, with no significant giveaways to tell me where I was. I threw back the heavy comforter to find myself wearing strange clothes. They were not my running clothes that I had been abducted it. Rather, I was dressed in a pair of white cotton gym shorts and a tank top.

Feeling a bit violated, I stand up and make my way towards the bathroom. I didn’t want to know what was behind door number two yet. I flick on the light switch and jump at the face staring back at me in the mirror.

I have a massive bruise on my right cheek and a split lip. I touch it tenderly and wince at the sudden shock of pain that shoots through my face. I move on and find my hair is a rat’s nest. Large knots cover the surface of my head.

I turn on the faucet and splash some cool water on my face. It instantly wakes me up and allows my throbbing brain to think for a moment. I decide to clean myself up and then figure out who or what is behind the other door. Different possibilities ran through my head, each one worse than the last.

I lock the bathroom door shut and turn on the shower. I stripped down as the water began to heat up. I caught my reflection in the mirror and turned away. I didn’t want to look at my face. The bruise was a painful memory of these past few…hours? I realized I didn’t know what day it was.

How long had I been asleep?

I decided to figure it out later and stepped into the shower. The hot water cleared my head, giving me a chance to breathe. The steam awakened my senses. I was ready to move on.

I quickly combed the knots out of my hair, ripping out handfuls as I did so. I manage to find a razor and some body wash under the sink and used those. I stepped out of the shower feeling a little more ready to take on what I believed was going to be a stressful day.

I found new clothes folded neatly on the end of my bed when I exited the bathroom. Another pair of white cotton shorts and a blue tank top. Whoever was taking care of me also managed to find a bra in my size and gave it to me to wear. That felt weird, but more comfortable than walking around in a strange room without one.

I changed into the new clothes and left my hair to dry naturally curly.

The restroom was stocked with whatever I would need. I grabbed a toothbrush and some toothpaste and brushed my teeth. It felt like I hadn’t brushed them in months, but that couldn’t be right?

Feeling clean and ready to take on whatever, I stepped towards the ominous door number two. I was scared to find something behind it, but I needed to know, and more importantly, I needed to leave and find Dan.

Dan. The poor boy must have realized I was missing by now and called the freaking SWAT team to find me. I smiled inwardly at the thought. Then I felt bad. I didn’t want him to be going crazy over m. I feel a bit guilty, unable to tell Dan that I’m fine and not to worry, but I didn’t know if I would be okay in the end.