(I woke up in an apartment in the center of Hollywood to some lovely car honking, on a sofa covered in the fuzziest warmest blanket I had ever touched. faced away from blinding bright light coming from the window.)
I slowly pull myself up into a kind of sitting position on some strangers sofa with a soaking wet washcloth on my head and a pounding headache! "Morning"a 5ft 7ish tan man with jet black hair said in a soft voice. "Where am I?"I whispered looking up and down his body chiseled body in his tight red shirt. He said "you're safe now nobody's gonna hurt you" I looked into his big brown chocolatey eyes and nodded I actually felt safe which was rare for me but I felt I could trust him. "How do you feel?" He wrapped his hands around my waistline. (We're so close I can feel his chest move when he breathes, and smell his cologne it was a pleasant smell but a man definitely picked it out. I looked up at his chiseled jawbone. "wh-w-what are you doing" I muttered He said "does this make you uncomfortable?" He questioned I timidly nodded "I'm sorry" he pulled his hands away and covered me up with the fuzzy blanket and threw the soaking wet washcloth back on my face as he pushed be down onto the couch with great force but he didn't hurt me. "Bathrooms over there" he pointed to a dark seemingly creepy hallway. I wasn't sure what to do, so I let him leave the room then got up and grabbed my stuff and ran out of the apartment and out into the street to wave down a taxi cab.
My chapters are short af but I can't write for shit so BITCH I TRIED OKAY? 😂😂
