Love on the Run

"When I went down the stairs..."

Author's Note:

I hope you enjoyed the previous chapter. Drama explosion has developed.

Let's see where I left off. Oh yes, a dark figure and me passing out from hyperventilating. I don't really have the story of what happened because I was passed out. So I'll start here.

I woke up and I was in a bedroom...

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I opened my eyes and see a tall wooden ceiling. Where am I?

I sit up and look around. This is a nice bedroom. There is big doors that leads out to a balcony with a beautiful view. The sun is starting to rise and morning is upon me. How long was I out!?

There is a fireplace that is lit with a beautiful glow. There is a TV with two chairs facing it, with a table separating the closeness of the screen and chairs. The room is all different shades of brown. The colors match the house perfectly, makes it look even more cozy.

A thought comes to my mind. What if I stay in here all day, but stock up on food and bring it in here. That sounds like a perfect day, reading in bed.

My stomach makes a sound, screaming even louder the I need food. I get out of bed and I'm in my pajamas. Oh my goodness! Who undressed me!? I swing my legs over the edge and see my slippers perfectly to the side of my bed. This is starting to get creepy. Was it Kane? Was it Damion? Was it Alice? I hope not Alice, she seems to be the judging type.

I slide out of bed and into my slippers. Time to go down and see who done it. But still I hope that no one is down there. I'll be so embrassed.

I open a door and it's not the exit, but it's a bathroom. A very nice bathroom that is huge!

I go over to look in the mirror. My mouth dropped as I saw my reflexion. I look horrible! My hair, my eyes,my face, I look like crap! Whoever saw me like this, I feel so sorry for them.

I decided to take a shower. Going back out to the bedroom, I see that my suitcase actually made it into my room. I open it up and see all my closes are gone. WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES!? What the heck happened last night?

I see a closet with a intricate design on it's wooden door. That is a beautiful door. Opening it up, my clothes are perfectly organized into sections. This is a surprise. Who would do such a nice gesture?

I grab some jeans and a plaid shirt. Today, I'm going to be comfy.

I head to the bathroom to start my shower. I'm read to get this dirt off that accumulated on me. Physical dirt and emotional dirt will be washed away in a drain that will go to somewhere else.

I go under the warm water. As the water hits my back, a instant relief goes through my body. No worries, no drama, and no boys. Just me and the water.

As I finish up my shower routine, the realization of going back out there hits me. When I step out of this bathroom door, my problems won't go away. I wish they would, it'll make it a lot easier for all humans. I stay under the water for a little bit more. I could stay here forever.

I finally got the courage to get out of the most heavenly place on earth and return to the real world. This sucks monkey butts.

I get dressed, brush out my hair, put some make up on, and slip on my slip ons. I look in the full length mirror. "You can do this Suzanne. Go out there and face them." I say to my reflexion. I feel my reflexion just laughing back at me. I can do this.