R & J role play

her prospective

My eyes flutter open for a few seconds before I shut them tightly pain throbbing in my head. I heard a voice but it was like I was swimming under water. I grip the side of my head with my hand till my senses clear. I look up and find the source of the voice. My eyes meet his and I stared blankly into his soul without saying a word.

I was confused by where I was. The room was dark but it was lit up enough around him that I could see his face. Unmoving our eyes still locked, neither of us spoke.

'Where the hell am I and what the heck happened? Why is this guy holding me???' I think to myself as my head and senses cleared, finally coming back to reality. Being knocked out was not kind to my head. It still throbbed.

"You have one hell of a stare." the strange young man comments, "It's so creepy for such a pretty girl like you....." he shakes his head finally breaking eye contact with me for a moment before looking back at me again. "I probably shouldn't say stuff like that now, considering the circumstances." he starts to turn his head away but it seemed as if my stare comped him to continue to look.

"Sooo to be honest, you're going to be confused.... and that makes sense....." he drifted off into thought before continuing on while setting me down. "What happened was I found you knocked out and I decided to help you!" 'Yeah right creep'. He was really bad at lying, I could tell from how his voice wavered at the end.

I looked down at the ground as I was gracefully put onto it. The stranger was very careful not to hurt me. I stared back up at him as he spoke. No emotion shown on my face only a blank stare. Why was he so gentle? Why would anyone try to help me? Even if he was lying.

he smiled awkwardly unsure what to do. "So as you probably don't understand, my name's Ky... I am so sorry for this... Awkwardness and weird inconvenience... What is your name may I ask?" this time he was genuine.

I slowly nodded my head in recognition to his name but silently narrowed my eyes when he asked for my own name. I shifted my position so I was sitting more comfortably, and in a better stance to bolt, on the cold floor into what looked like a dog sitting intensively waiting for more commands.

Why was I here? I wasn't at the river, next to the falls, where I could have sworn I was only moments ago.