Owned

Chapter 3: Amnesia? I don't think so.

I woke up to the ridiculous noise my phone was making. It was Jane. Ugh. For god's sake it's 4:30 in the morning! I don't really want to talk to her right now.. Huh, weird. I only realized that I fell asleep on the floor. That never happened before. What the hell happened last night?

"Hello? Jane?"
"Elena? Why did you call last night?"
"I... don't remember."
"Sorry I wasn't able to answer your call, I was already asleep that time. It was weird. I never slept that early before. It's as if I had fallen asleep right before you called."

I really don't care.

"Oh, is that so?" I just asked. "It's alright, Jane. Uhh, talk to you later!"

I immediately headed for the kitchen. I was famished. I think I noticed something different but who cares. I'm really hungry. I got milk and cereals and started to eat.

"Holy shit. What was that?"

I heard footsteps from my bedroom, so I ran up as quickly as I can. I checked my room from left to right. Nothing seems different... except for the underpants of a man on my floor. Holy crap.

"What the..."
"Hi there."

The sound came from behind me and I heard my door close. I quickly turned around to see who was talking and ohmygod. There's a creature standing before me, with black, messy hair, light pinkish lips, and a rocking hot body with a six-pack. He was hot. Beautiful. Perfect. Aaaaaaaaaaaaand naked. I turned my back away from him, my cheeks burning, embarassed of what I just saw.  So I covered my eyes like a little child.

"Ohmygod I am so sorry."
"Why are you acting so embarassed?  It's not like you haven't riden in this big boy last night."
"Wait what? What the fuck are you talking about?"
"Come on, you know."
" Know what? What happened?!"
"We... kissed."
"WE WHAT?!"

No no no no no no no. This can't be happening.

"Oh baby, that's just the beginning. We touched hands... Actually, come to think of it, it's not the only thing that touched. You know, me unbuttoning your shirt, taking of your bra and playing with your..."
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! Stop! No! No! No! Nothing happened last night! Nothing!"

I covered my ears and felt my tears flowing down my face.

"Hey. Hey hey heeey. Don't cry."

He tilted my head up and wiped off my tears

"I know you can't remember anything about last night. And I'm sorry but I had to. Rest assured that I didn't do something that you didn't ask for. You were so happy." 

He combed my hair and I was relaxing little by little. But what exactly was he talking about?

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I woke up in my bed, covers up to my chest, and felt the warmth of the rising sun. It was the usual way I wake up. There was only one question stuck in my brain... 'What happened?' Was that all... a dream? Just a dream? Wait a minute... How did I even get here? I don't remember putting myself to bed last night.. In fact, I can't remember anything about last night. Some weird pictures and scenes just keep popping to my head and it's making my head hurt. Was that reality, or a dream?