Smutny

Confusion

I knew I needed to wake up, but I so badly didn’t want to, until I thought of what happened. With the memory of pain in my head, my eyes flew opened. The first thing I saw was a gray ceiling, now that got me confuse. Where the heck was I? As my hands were touching something like a blanket I assumed I was in a bed, but where? When I sat up with my hand on my forehead, cause of the pain that was blooming there, I turned left and right. Somehow I ended up in a small room that looked like an apartment. All walls were white, and in the far left was a small kitchen, next to it was a sort of living room I guess. It really was only a T.V and an armchair. On the right side there was a bookshelf full of books, and a door which I guess would lead to a bathroom. But what was I doing here checking the room? Now that’s when the memory hit me full in the face. I had been attacked! Now I got scared, as I stood up from the bed, I realized I didn’t have shoes on. As I looked around frantically for my boots, that’s when I heard a key inserting a door at the far end of the apartment. But I told myself not to panic; I just needed to find some sort of weapon. So I made my way, quickly, to the kitchen, and grabbed a knife. I just got time to hide behind the door, as it opened. And there came a person, a guy about 6 feet tall. Before he could realize I was not in bed, I jumped in front of him with the knife in front of me. “You don’t move or I swear I won’t resist using this!” I told him as cold as I can. But he probably saw that I was scared through my eyes, oh those stupid eyes. “Don’t worry I’m not going to hurt you.” He said, with a worried expression. Now, that was the minute I took him all in. He was the hottest guy I ever saw. He had a perfect smooth face with high cheekbones, short sandy hair which looked like he didn’t comb, fit in all the right places, and wore a black t-shirt, with black jeans. But what were most hypnotizing were his eyes, they were bright blue, exactly like ices. When I got very confuse of why I was staring at him like that, and thinking that he was hot(which was totally a first for Smutny Grant), I bet he saw the bewildered look and said, “Can you please put down the knife, I won’t hurt you, I promise.” Oh and his voice it was so… enchanted, or more mysterious. But I didn’t let him distract me, “Not until you tell me where the hell am I, why I am here, who are you, and what happened!” But I think my mind worked too hard for those 4 minutes, because I felt myself fall to the floor, and all I saw after that, was blackness.