Chapter 22

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Quickly I shoot up, sweat trickling down my forehead and my breathing coming out in heavy pants, once aging another day and yet another bad dream. I try calming myself down by using the techniques my shrink had taught me (when I actually went to the stupid appointments) by taking deep breathes in and out trying to slow down my heart rate and ragged breathing and thank God it works, but one thing that it doesn't help is the pain that I feel right now. Every nightmare I have ends up with me like this, sweaty body, and ragged breath, nearly on the verge of tears and the worst thing is that the dreams don't get better, only worse.

Suddenly I remember the person lying next to me, only a few centimetres away, easily being able to wake up from my disturbance in my sleep, but thankfully he is still sound asleep, facing the other way from me. Fuck, I don't even know why I stayed here the night, probably because I was too drunk to do a damn thing besides fuck a guy who was shit in bed, ah, that sounds right. Normally I don't stay the night, I only care about my physical needs and not anything else, I in no way get attached to the people I have sex with, because one, I don't do relationships at all, maybe once upon a time but not anymore and two, I don't want to repeat history and have what happened last time.

Slowly I stand up, taking it easy because my head kills and start looking for my clothes. I find my bra and panties on the end of the bed, hidden and tangled in the sheets and my shorts, top and shoes lying near the door way placed carelessly. I chuck them on quickly, but in the process of putting my shorts on I fall on my ass, you'd think after me doings this hundreds probably thousands of times I wouldn't be falling on anything.

I make my way out the door, making sure I close it quietly so I don't wake anyone up. As I make my way down the short hall I begin to hear the sound of someone singing and it's quite good actually. Once in what I think is the lounge room, I notice there is no one here and the singing is coming from somewhere else. As I make my way to the exit the footsteps and singing begin to get louder and I hurry my approach to the door. But before I can make it I'm caught out.

"Hey who are you?" A very familiar voice sounds but I can't tell who it is because their face isn't visible because I'm facing away from them. Slowly I turn around and to be honest, it was not who I expected to see.

"Niall" "Kenzie" we both say each other's name at the same time, both with shock but probably for different reasons.

"Wait, what are you doing here?" He asks.

"Um, I came here last night with someo-"

"Tyler?" He says cutting me off.

"Um, yeah" I think that's his name, I'll just go with it.

"Oh, do you know each other?" He says smiling, setting down the coffee he has onto the coffee table.

"No, not really, only meet him last night." I say casually.

"Oh" He says taking a pause seeming confused. "Oh" He says again seeming to understand now. "Where are you off to now?" He asks seeming a little more apprehensive with his speaking then before.

"Probably home I guess."

"Ok cool." He says rubbing his arm, seeming as though he doesn't know what to say next.

"Um, I better get going."

"Oh yeah sure, see you soon hopefully." He says raising his hand and waving.

"Yeah you too" I say and make my way out the door, well that was a bit awkward.

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On my way home I went to the chemist to get a morning after pill, because I'm not on the pill believe it or not, I did go on it for a while but stopped. I also got some pain killers to get rid of my splitting headache, and oh yeah, I got some five star breakfast from McDonald's which I'm not actually planning on eating, I just really wanted the coffee.

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