Lea's Slice of Heaven

Chapter 2

Groaning at the bright light and sore muscles, I tried to remember how I got into bed but the headache I had stopped me from thinking about the past.

I tried sitting up and a wave of dizziness hit me. I clutched my head and opened my eyes. Realizing I was on a hospital bed, I was startled and the memory of the night before hit me. Grey eyes must have saved me, I think.

The door was opened by a nurse.

She seemed startled to see me awake. "Good morning" she greeted with a smile.

I unconsciously smiled back "Good morning".

"Well according to what I have hear you were saved in good time." She said checking her charts, "Are you sore anywhere?" She said looking up.

I shook my head because I wasn't sure I could reply her.

Momentarily stunned from all that happened the night before.

"Courtesy of the man that brought you here we were tipped that you got drugged so we took a test and found out that you actually got drugged with a rape drug. Do you have any idea of when that could have happened?."

I shook my head again.

"Who brought me here?" I asked wanting to know more about who saved me apart from his eye color.

"I can ask at the front desk for you if you want."

"Thank you, that would would be helpful"

She left me after checking my vitals and ensuring that I was good enough to be discharged. Thinking back to last night, I figured that my drink was spiked considering the after taste I experienced shortly after coming back from the restroom.

All of a sudden the pep talks I gave the girls about always leaving their drinks open and then coming back for it seemed like a sham. I smacked my palm on my forehead because I knew that if the girls heard of this they'd berate me and all the more become more over protective than they were.

Clubs for now were cancelled off my social checklist.

The room I was in was quaint and airy, painted with a shade between buttercream and white. My clothes were lying on the chair across. I picked them up and went to the bathroom to change into because there was no way I was going back dressed in the hospital gown.

As I changed into my clothes I thought of ways to break it to the girls what happened last night but came up short. They all had anger issues except Giselle and would act first before thinking. I needed someone who would put it to them in a level headed way so they won't lose their cool. Having a bunch of girlfriends is terrible because they have your back a little too much, not that I am complaining.

Giselle would have been the perfect candidate if she wasn't too direct. She usually just laid it bare. Not that I needed someone to sugarcoat it, but a sprinkle of empathy would be nice.

I decided to do it myself so I started composing my words in my head.

When I was satisfied with the message I composed, I allowed myself to feel all the emotions from yesterday.

I always heard of date raping but I thought I was too observant for that to befall me. I thought about when exactly I could have been drugged and came up short except from the moment I went to the bathroom.

At least that explains the aftertaste of the wine.

When the doctor cleared me safe to go home, I ordered a cab to my apartment.