Cheated and Pregnant (Editing)

21.

I woke up the next morning confused. I opened my eyes but the light was blinding so I closed them.

I slowly open my eyes to let them adjust to the bright light. When they adjusted all I could see is white.

My brain is a foggy of things. I do not know what is going on with me and why everything is suddenly white when everything was grey.

I went to sleep somewhere else and wake up somewhere that is not possible.

How does one go to sleep in a prison cell then wake up somewhere different?

Is someone playing a trick on me because this is not funny. I grip the sheet covering my body tight. It felt real. The flexing of my muscle and the thin sheet in my grip.

I pinched myself and I felt it. I tried closing and opening my eyes to see if I would wake up in the place that I went to sleep in but still I was in the same white room.

If it was possible I tightened my grip on the sheet and closed my eyes tighter willing my surroundings to be what it was before I woke up.

But with every try I am still lying in the white room.

How does someone go to sleep in a prison cell and wake up in a hospital bed?

Is this a room in the prison? Did something happened to me while I was in there?

But I was only there for my first night.

Was it all just a dream but it felt so real. If it was a dream why is it more believable than me being in a hospital rather than a prison cell.

If it all was a dream then why am I in the hospital? What really happened if I didn't go home to find my boyfriend and best friend cheating on me.

Why am I here?

What happened to me?

How does one not remember what happened on the day before?

My mind started racing thinking of anything that could have possibly happened to me.

"You're awake." I heard a voice and my head swing in the direction so fast I had whiplash.

Sitting in a chair in the corner of the room is the man that I thought I killed. I furrowed my brow in confusion. This is so confusing I had to lie back down and rest my head on the pillow because my head was being to spin with everything coming back to me and what I thought happened.

I stilled don't understand why I am in the hospital. I opened my eyes when I heard his footsteps when he walked over to my bed.

"I'm glad that you're okay because I don't know what I would have done if you were not." He said letting out air through his mouth like he was holding his breath the whole time I was unconscious.

"Why are you still here? Why am I here? Forget about that, could you just leave? I don't want to be in the same room with you right now." I said looking at him in the eye and hope that he sees the raw hurt that his action as caused.

"Rosie I..." He closed his mouth when it remained opened and no words were coming out.

I sighed and with that we descend into silence him staring at me while I try to ignore his presence. I really don't want to deal with the reality of this situation all I want to do right now is go back to sleep to rest.

I really wish I could forget about what really happened and live in my dream life. Prison life is undesirable but I would prefer to be there while he is dead and I don't get to see his face.

Because right now seeing his face hurts. It brings back the sharp pain that tears through my inside. I don't know how to fully describe it but it's torture and I have never felt like this in my entire life and I have been through the most horrid thing that could happen to a person in their lifetime. This feeling is different it's the one that can break you permanently.