twist of time (18+)

seven

"Princess of the sky, I would never get enough with you"

I woke up.

Yea, right, the princess of the sky, whatever she is.

Glanced at the clock, its four am now, tired as ever, yet, I felt so dirty I just had to clean myself. As I stripped and turned on the faucet, somehow I felt restless as I noticed other strange red marks apparent around my nipple. The question of how I got the seemly sexual bite marks,  the mystery of the missing days, everything somewhat overwhelming.

Should I ask for help? But how? Who?

I stepped out from the box, wrapping a big towel around my body, yet my head steaming more than the shower.

Are my dreams somehow real?

I chuckled nervously.

Is this some kind of light novel or anime? Give me a break.

Yet I have no clue on what happened. Then an idea formed.

JR! He graduated from psychology rite?

I rushed to the table and pushed some number. It's been a long time since I contacted him.

"Yo? Sup gal?"

Somehow my hand shook so hard. For a while, no voice comes out.

"Hi" I said, then chuckled.

"International phone call is very expensive" He laughed. "It's fun to talk to you, yet, how about we texted first, then if we stuck, we can always try the voice again"

"Good idea" I sighed.

Stupid, why didn't I think of that!

JR : I'm here, so what's the emergency?

me : Question.

Jr : Shoot.

I fidgeted. How do you tell a boy that you having a strange sexual bite mark? But JR is  somewhat old friend of mine. Yet...

After hesitating, I typed again.

me: If someone forgets their whereabouts for several days, is it something serious?

JR: Yeah. It is serious. Do you know them?

me: it is actually me.

JR:...

JR: Seriously?

me: I know, it sounds odd. I didn't believe it either. But my notebook kind of skipped several days, and my gang noticed that I was off when I forget.

JR: what? You even skipped class?

Me: Yes, and the worst part of it

I stopped.

JR: What's the worst part of it?

Too late. I couldn't back up.

I bit my lips and walked around, thinking about how I escaped the shameful facts.

JR: May, are you there?

Me: Yes.

JR: What's the worst part of it. Could you tell me?

Me : It's kind of embarrassing.

JR : You found something embarrassing? Male underpants at your bed?

Me : Sort of.

JR : Whoa.

Me : Ikr.

JR : We need to get help for you.

I smiled.

Me :  thanks.