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Chapter 13
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Charlotte's POV
I knew it was morning because even though my eyes were closed I could still see the stupid red light that's clouding my vision letting me know it's time to wake up.
I shifted around in my bed but got up immediately once I smelled two smells that I know is not in my room. One coming from the bed and two coming from the right of me.
WAIT...
I turned to the right of me and spotted dazzling blue eyes staring back at me. This caused me to freak out and land on the floor opposite of the blue eyes.
"Whoa calm down, it's just me." I heard the familiar voice say.
My head shot up once I heard Damien.
"What the hell bro!" I yelled at him.
"What? I came baring breakfast." He said innocently.
I looked at the plate he was holding.
"James prepared blueberry pancakes for you guys."
"One I hate pancakes and two why the heck am I in this room, is it yours?" I asked.
This caused Damien to laugh.
"Oh no my room would be ten times messier, dude is a neat freak. And you and Becca were wasted yesterday...you don't remember?"
I couldn't remember a thing. It felt like all the thinking I did caused a massive headache.
As if Damien could feel my discomfort he handed me a bottle of water with two pain killers.
"Here take this, you'd feel better." Damien said.
I followed his instructions and downed them as if they were gummy bears. My favorite snack.
Once the pills were in my system Damien spoke up.
"The bathroom is right over there." Damien said pointing to the open door on the left side of the room.
"There will be clothes waiting for you when you get out. They will be on the bed"
"Thank you, who's clothes will they be? I asked.
"Does it matter?" Damien asked giving me his back.
"Yes it does." I replied back.
"Look do you want them or not? Take it or leave it." He said still with his back facing me.
Before I could say anything Damien left the room.
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The hot beads of water slowly cooled my mind while I let it race.
What the hell was that?
Grabbing the soap I was struck with a familiar scent. But for some reason I couldn't place it.
Moments later I grabbed the folded orange towel that was placed on the edge of the sink and wrapped it around my small frame and my hair.
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