Crying Love

Chapter Six

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I felt groggy, my throat was dry but my mind and body was blissfully relaxed.

Taking a deep breath I laid there listening to the sounds around me. Somewhere someone was laughing and I smiled slightly at the sound, it was so light and musical. I could hear the theme tune to friends and footsteps stomping around above me. 

Above all else I could hear the sweet, sweet sounds of the nature. The birds singing, a dog barking, somewhere there was a lawnmower going. Sounds I hadn't heard in such a long time. Everything around my house seemed so dead, like the life had just been sucked out of it.

Blinking I opened my eyes and waited for them to adjust to the light.

I was in a room; everything was decorated in deep blues, creams and white. It was actually quite relaxing. To my right attached to the wall was a flat screen TV, directly below that were some shelves with the biggest DVD collection I've seen in my life. 

Next to that was a door which I assumed was the bathroom. Directly ahead of me was a sofa with a desk beside it. On the desk was a laptop and a stereo with yet again more shelves above it containing a silly amount of cd's. 

There was another door beside the sofa which was ajar; someone moved past it, their momentum making the door swing slightly. So there's my way out I thought. There were pictures and posters all over the room and a couple of trophies being used like book ends.

As I continued looking around the room I became aware of the humongous bed I was on. The sheets were satiny smooth against my skin and the scent on them was amazing....wait why was I naked?

Gasping I sat up, a sharp pain reverberating through my head.

This should be the dungeon, I should be.....and my dad was!!!! Oh god, where was my dad....where was I further more? Holding my head I groaned as I tried to remember everything that had happened in the last 24 hours. It was all just fuzz and slight images. I remembered my dad had found my things; he had come to question me but after....after everything is just...fuzz.

Thumping the bed in frustration I jumped as my fist hit something hard and a dull moan came from under the covers. Pulling a sheet tighter around me I thumped the bed again. I scrambled away screaming as the covers were pushed off and a head appeared, only not realising how close I was to the edge I ended up falling off and landing pretty hard on my bum.

Hearing movement on the bed I stopped rubbing my sore bum and looked up into the most gorgeous pair of hazel eyes, they were so clear it was like the light shone right through them. They captivated my soul in every way possible and I couldn't seem to draw my eyes away from them.

"Do you always make a habit of trying to beat people up?" he asked smirking. 

"Do you always make a habit of trying to scare people?" I whispered. He smiled then and I suddenly felt all floppy.

Shaking my head I gripped the sheet around me tightly and scooted back against the wall. Glancing around the room I could feel panic rising, he was watching me and it was unnerving. 

Clearing my throat I concentrated on calming my racing heart. "Where am I?" I asked him quietly. "You're in my room" he answered simply. 

"Your room" I repeated softly. I looked around again before looking at him.