Chapter 4: Early Morning Wake Up

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I froze like I did last night.
She's here. Sleeping. IN YOUR BED! God, what a day you're gonna have today...

How did it go from finding this creature last night to her sleeping in your bed? I pondered that thought as you attempted to get out of my bed, not to disturb her slumber. Maybe if you wake her, she might actually eat you this time...

With all the tension of her and the many questions you had flowing through my mind, my main focus was not trying to wake the horrifying creature. I lifted the covers very slowly as I shifted myself to the edge off the bed. My feet slipped into my slippers and I started to make my way towards the door. As I turned the door knob, her body shifted a bit. **"OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK"**
She nudged herself back into her sleeping positioned and stopped moving her body. The coast is clear!
I turned the knob really slow and opened the door, making my way out of the room and closing the door with a small click. I trotted downstairs in to the kitchen to get back to my thoughts that were racing all over.

**"Wtf?? She was sleeping in your bed with you! Why did she sleep with you? How can she even trust you that much? Who is she?? WHAT is she for that matter, and how'd she find me, or get here?... wait, HOW DID SHE EVEN OPEN THE DOOR WITHOUT ME HEARING HER?"**
I started to brew myself a cup of coffee to get myself to calm down, grabbing out the creamer out of the fridge and the sugar. I only carried out the sugar that was in a small plastic bag in the spice cabinet. I never really needed that much sugar when I brewed my coffee, so I had no need to get I big container of it.
It was hard just to concentrate on making myself the cup of coffee. The thoughts and questions that kept being played over and over through my head made my hands tremble, which made it hard just to get a scoop of sugar into the cup without spilling it.
However, I crowned victorious with fully making my prolonged breakfast drink.

I sat down at my small round dining table in silence. I think the more real reason I was very distraught and confused was because of just her overall appearance in my bed and me literally just meeting her and she's already acting like it's nothing. Maybe I wasn't that distraught by her appearance last night because of the long day and me being yet so tired, but today was just very different.
I have to get to the bottom of this... but how?... Clearing these questions out of my head isn't going to happen unless I talk to her myself, and that's what I plan to do.
*click*
That was my bedroom door opening! **"Huh, right on cue I guess!"**
I relaxed and prepped myself for what was yet to come...

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