I was woken up by painful kicks on the back of my thigh. I rubbed my eyes confused as I looked around the dark room. I blinked a few times before turning to my other side. I stared back at the person in front of me; who was now kicking my knees. “Huh?” I groaned. He wasn’t saying anything, His eyes were closed and his breathing was heavy. He was shuffling and kicking as he slept.
“Psst! Stop kicking me” I hissed but I got no response. He was in a deep sleep. I groaned and yanked the covers off me. The cold air instantly hit me as I got up from the large comfortable bed. I crept towards the door, I slowly pushed the handle down and pulled the door open slightly; I peeked back to check I had not woke Cameron up.
I slid through the door and made my way to the sofa, I curled up into a small ball; Placing a pillow over my chest in attempted to keep me warm. I closed my eyes and blocked out the sound of the clock ticking. I groaned as I shifted from side to side. I just cant sleep! I gave up and made my way to the bathroom.
I clicked the light switch and locked the door. Shower time! I did a happy dance, I’ve only showered once since I was kidnapped and my body felt horrible and unclean. I bet I smelt really bad too, But if I did I’ve clearly gotten used to it. I stood at the mirror inspecting my hair. “Ew” I muttered. My hair was so greasy and disgusting. I cringed and backed away from the mirror.
I stripped out of my clothes and gathered them into a pile on the floor. I stepped into the shower and stood under the warm water. I grabbed a random bottle of shampoo and squirted it onto my palm. I put the bottle aside and started to rub it into my hair.
After washing myself I stepped out and grabbed a towel. I wrapped it twice around my body and crept out of the bathroom, Leaving the door open. I slowly slid into Camerons room. I crept past his sleeping figure and made my way to his drawers. I pulled out a random pair of boxers, After checking they were clean I grabbed some trousers along with a black shirt and a navy baseball jacket.
I hurried back to the bathroom, Still in my towel. I locked the door and started getting dressed. I rolled the bottom of the trousers up. The shirt came down to mid-thigh and the jacket looked fine; Slightly big but it would pass. I dried my hair as much as I could and threw the towel ontop of the pile of my dirty clothes. I made my way to the kitchen to grab something to eat.
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I was sitting on the counter with a bowl of cheerios between my hands. Cameron rushed into the room with a panicked expression. My eyes snapped up as I looked at him in confusion.
“There you are!” He gasped as he brang his hand up to his chest, “Damn I thought you ran away! God” He breathed out. I raised an amused eyebrow at him and said, “Yeah well someone kept fucking kicking me in their sleep so I couldn’t sleep myself!” I gave him a solid glare before I went back to eating my honey cheerios.
He slowly walked towards me. He looked puzzled, “What?” He asked as he took my spoon out of my hand. “Hey!” I shouted as I watched him eat a spoonful of my cheerios. “Mmm”
“But yeah, you were saying?” He asked with a mouthful of cheerios. He gestured for me to explain. I looked at him. Ew.
“Oh right… Well you were kicking me and you wouldn’t stay still! It actually hurt” I scowled at him. His eyebrows creased together as he looked down at me, “Really? Sorry” And with that he turned around to walk off, only to look over his sholder with a smirk on his face, “Nice clothes.”
I was about to explain but he just walked out. “Rude” I muttered to myself.
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Authors Note;
Nothing much going on in this chapter but its just a filler i guess?;)
Anyway; I've started to put together a cast; So far i have:
-Nina Dobrev >>> Stacey
-Tommy Bastow>>>Cameron
-Lily Cole>>>Bridget
-Max Carver>>>Lucas
I still need:- Cadan, Mickey --- So feel free to help me out & mention someone?;) OR If your not happy with the cast so far you can always suggest someone else or just use your imagination :))
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