Station 53

Worse & Worse

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I groaned as I tried to open my eyes. Considering even batting an eyelid was heavy and painful, you couldn't even imagine the pain I felt when I tried to move any other part of my body. I felt completely dead beat. I took a few deep breaths but feeling too tired and pained, I gave up half way and let sleep consume me once again. 

My sleep didn't seem to last long as movement from beside me woke me up what seemed like only minutes later. 

"Stop moving," I groaned. Whatever the cause of the movement was completely froze. It was then that it occurred to me what was going on. 

I jumped off the bed only to hold my head in pain afterwards. Feeling a very cold breeze on my body, I opened my eyes to see I was butt naked. I gasped before pulling the blanket off the bed and covering my body with it. 

I looked towards the bed to see a very familiar golden haired guy staring at me with a smirk on his face. And he too was butt naked. 

"Cover yourself!" I screamed. I heard him chuckle as he jumped off the bed. 

"I'm covered," he said a few seconds later. I sneaked a peak to see he had pants on. 

I took a few deep breaths again before looking around for my own clothes. Unfortunately, they were no where to be found. 

"You may or may not have undressed on our way here. I had to pull you in semi-naked," he explained. 

Another gasp escaped my mouth and I felt my cheeks burn. 

"You're joking."

"I'm really not," he chuckled once again. 

"And you are who exactly?" 

"The guy who safely brought you and your friend home...?"

I narrowed my eyes, "Safely? I woke up naked in a bed with a stranger and I have no recollection of last night." 

My senses finally began coming back to me just as those words left my mouth and the reality of the situation made my blood boil. 

"You took advantage of me!" I screamed.

"I think we should change that to you," he pointed at me, "took advantage of me," he finished as he pointed at himself. 

"Excuse me?"

"I was drunk as well last night. Not as bad as you but I was still pretty hammered. After dropping you off, you literally forced me into the house and into bed. And being a healthy young male, I couldn't exactly refuse." 

I scoffed, speechless. Was he joking? This situation was making me angrier by the second but I was too scared that if I probed any longer, the embarrassing events of the previous night would come to mind. And knowing how crazy I could be when I was under the influence of alcohol, I really didn't want to remember the events of last night. 

"Get out."

"What?"

"GET OUT!" I growled as I threw his shirt at him. "Whatever happened last night, forget it ever happened and don't appear in front of me again!" 

Once he was out of my sight, it occurred to me why he seemed so familiar. He was the guy I had made eye contact with at Station 53 a couple of days ago. 

I scoffed at the thought. Our eye contact was our first meeting and our second meeting was in bed, naked. What next? 

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