Red Riding Hood

16.

Red's POV.

I wake up the next morning to incredibly soft, manly smelling bed sheets. I tiredly open my eyes and look at my surroundings. My heart stops.

This isn't my bed.

I start panicking slightly, trying to remember the events of last night.

Party on Monday.

Guy trying to take advantage of me.

Xavier knocking the guy uncon-

Xavier.

I calm down a little bit as I realise that I am most likely in Xavier's bed. I stand up, too quickly for my liking and drag myself to a door that looks like a bathroom. Confirming my suspicions, I look around at the bathroom and gasp.

This is beautiful.

The bathroom was huge. It had white tiled walls, a double sink, a long mirror, a toilet, a shower, a little chest of draws and a spa bath, all newly furnished. Not a single speck of dust in sight.

I look in the mirror and groan. I had bruises and marks going all down my arms as well as a red hand print on my cheek. I touch it and wince at the stinging sensation that courses through my face. My makeup was smudged and tear marks were very visible on my face. My dress was crinkled and lop sided.

I wash my face free of makeup, careful of my cheek and do my usual business. I then step out of the bathroom and see the bedroom, I stand there jaw-slacked while looking at the modernity decorated bedroom, the bed was in the middle of the room at the back white wall, it's frames dark wood with black silk bedsheets. There's a grey shelf with some random objects and body sprays. I look and see some photo frames hanging up.

I carefully walk over to them and look at them, I see a boy about six years old, he had a mop of black messy hair and piercing green eyes. I instantly knew it was unmistakably Xavier. He was grinning ear to ear, showing a missing front tooth, behind him stood a woman, about in her mid thirties, although she looked a lot like Xavier, she had light chestnut hair that was slightly curled and sun kissed skin. The only similarities between the two, was her big piercing green eyes. I look at all the other photos of Xavier growing up, there was one with Xavier, holding a new born baby, Xavier riding a bike and even Xavier doing some boxing. The strange thing about the photos, was that, In every photo, it was either just Xavier, or Xavier with the new born baby. The woman never appeared in any other pictures.

I walk around and see a stack of clothes on the bed that I missed, I pick them up and see my clutch on the bedside table. I grab my phone from my clutch to see if there is any text messages from my grandmother.

There were none.

Thanking God that I didn't have to explain to her what happened last night, I quickly got changed into the baggy sweatpants, massive t-shirt and the black hoodie that swallowed me up. I had to roll up the sweatpants legs for them to fit me and adjust the string.

I grabbed my dress, my heels and my clutch and opened the door, I see a fancy, marble staircase that presumably leads to the main area of the house, as soon as I took my first step onto the stairs, I shivered in delight at the coldness that shot up my leg. I carefully made my way down the staircase and saw the main area and I gasped, all the floors were marble and the big, fancy wooden oak door was at the front of the main area, I look up to see a massive chandelier dangling from the ceiling.