Naked and alone

Alex 3

                Next morning I wake up to see the guy on the floor. (That's right I had a horrible dream and he came in to comfort me). I watch him for a few minutes as his chest rises and falls. (He seems really genuine in helping me compared to the nasty guy in the dream, but it's only been a day so I can't really say for sure). Now that I am awake, a headache is coming on. I decide to throw a pillow to wake him up. To be honest it was kind of funny because he woke up with a start saying, "I've got the goods don't shoot!" I even laughed a little. (When was the last time I laughed?) I can barely remember except for a fuzzy image of me and a guy at the movies throwing popcorn at each other that pops into my head. As quickly as it had appeared, the memory fades.

              The guy looks around the room then see's the pillow in his lap and me trying to hold in a laugh. "Haha, funny," he smirks at me, "but really, do you need something? I was in the middle of saving lives with my superpowers." That remark gets me to laugh again and I give him a questionable look. "Okay fine, I was getting robbed of all my money. So what's up?" I point to my head and make a pained face. "Oh yeah, I got you. I'll go look for some pain medicine in the bathroom." 

           He comes back with a cup of water and a bottle of pills. "Here, it should help, but if it doesn't let me know." I take out two pills and swallow them with some water. He gets up and says, "I'll give you some space so you can change clothes. There's plenty of shirts and sweatpants in the closet." Right as he's about to head to the door I grab his shirt. "Hey, what's wrong?" I look towards my weak legs. "Oh shit i'm sorry I totally forgot! Um, would you like me to help you walk over to the closet to pick out the clothes or would you rather me just hand them to you? Um what would be best?" He's getting flustered and awkward trying to figure out what I wanna do and it makes me smile a tiny bit. I use my hands to motion that I want to try walking with help. (Make not to self to ask for paper and pen later to talk, using my hands and gestures can be hard and annoying). 

             I position myself at the edge of the bed and he wraps his arm around my back with my arm around his neck for support. We stand up slowly and I ease my legs into moving forward. It seems to take forever but inch by inch I finally make it to the closet. I point to the grey plain t-shirt hanging up and the dark blue sweatpants sitting on the shelf. They look comfy enough and the sweatpants can tighten for my small hips. He grabs them and leads me back to the bed. Once i'm on the bed he lets go and walks to the door. "Okay, now I'll give you some space and head out, I'm um pretty sure you can dress yourself," I catch a glimpse of a blush creeping up his neck as he closes the door behind him.