three days

one

zelly

i groan, my head pounding.

zelly

i hear the distant feminine voice call out, opening my eyes finally. i sit up, looking around me, where am i? as i gaze around, it was a very large room. i had been sleeping in white satin sheets that entangled my legs, how'd i get here? i walk to my balcony, the view breathtaking, there were palm trees.

and a sunset that could cause the moon to fall in love.

"hello?"

i shout, silence answered me in return, i was alone. in this extremely large mansion, palace even. i make my way downstairs on the double staircase leading to the giant foyer. a diamond chandelier shined while i smelled a delicious scent of food. my stomach grumbled, i continue exploring, ending up in the kitchen.

i look at the long dining table, it was empty besides two chairs on either ends. there was two plates set down, filled with corn, steak, and mashed potatoes. who made this? ignoring the thought, i dig into the meal that was laid out for me. i can't be alone, someone had to make this.

as i leave the kitchen, i see that the foyer's door is open. a distant breeze flowing in, who opened the do-

"hello."

i hear a masculine voice behind me, whipping my head around. there stood a handsome teenage boy, brunette, built, and blue eyes. what a combo.

"hi."

i quietly say, i realize i'm only wearing a black, silk babydoll. odd that he wasn't looking anywhere but at my face, has control.

"how'd you get in?"

"the door was open."

he smiles.

"where are you from?"

before he responds, he has a frustrated look, trying to remember where he came from. can't blame him, i don't remember how i got here either.

"i actually don't know."

he says disappointingly, i shrug.

"there's food in the kitchen, make yourself at home."

a pang of carelessness hits me, i walk back upstairs. i had not a single clue on where i was, how i got here, and my past. just my name, but there was some ominous feeling that was hidden deep inside me. there was something more to this house, something more to the voice that woke me up.

i walk back downstairs, to find the dishes in the sink. and the boy shirtless, he had taken his shoes off as well. i swallow hard.

"i'm chris by the way, mind if i take a shower?"

i shake my head, well he made himself real comfortable. he walks past me, his cologne musky, but a bit too strong. i cough inhaling too much too fast, i laugh at myself. i need to get out, i need to find out where i am. as i walk up to my mansions door, i try leaving, but fall to the floor.

"what the hell?"

i mumble, standing up. i observe the openness, touching it slowly, there was an invisible barrier. i punch it, only to be pushed back, i widen my eyes.

i'm trapped.