Waking up

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Hi!! Well, this is my first book on Wattpad (hopefully not the last) so it might not be the best book ever. But if you can, please give it a chance.

I also wanted to give a special thanks to Fuzzylumpkins454 (Zoe) for not only being a marvelous writer, but also an amazing person. She knows just how much I appreciate her stories. Zoe, thank you.
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Darkness. Darkness and pain. Those are the first things I felt. Or, rather, the first things I remember feeling. And then a sudden light and a loud horn that made me realise I was in the middle of the road, lying on the cold concrete.

I got up and looked down at myself. My clothes were torn and dirty. Splotches of blood everywhere. Was that my blood? I wasn't hurting, not really; which was odd considering my ankle seemed to be broken. Bent in a way the human body is not supposed to. I gingerly tried to take a step, only to land hard on my face. I couldn't remember my name, or how I got here, but I had enough common sense to know that the middle of the road at night is not the smartest place to be. I dragged myself to the nearest alley, where I sat on the floor, my back to the wall.

I was simply sitting there, contemplating my next move when I heard a loud noise, followed by a scream. Some scuffling, more screams, and the sound of something being torn. I must've made some noise because whoever it was I was hearing started walking in my direction. The steps got closer and closer, until a figure appeared at the end of the alley. He was, without discussion, the hottest guy I had ever seen. Also the scariest. Tall, dark, and handsome. Even from where I was I could see his hair was a beautiful black and his eyes...His eyes. His eyes were a mesmerazing silver.

Of course I didn't realise I was staring until the stunning man coughed pointedly and quirked a brow at me.

Now, I didn't know anything about myself, but the fact that I had no self-preservation instinct became apparent the moment I opened my mouth -"What? Do I have something on my face? Or is it that you'd never seen someone as handsome as me?"

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