Chapter 14 – Actions have Consequences
I wake up in a pool of my own sweat. I know I was just having a nightmare. The memories of the nightmare are already slipping away from my grasp, disappearing. There is another reason for my sweats which I am completely ashamed of, and I don’t want her to find out. Unfortunately, it is only going to get worse.
I slowly peel myself off the bed, but as I get up, something catches my attention. My hands, they are covered in bruises and Band-Aids. Just like that, I remember the events of what I would assume was earlier today. I really can’t tell the time because she has removed any and all devices and clocks by the looks of it. I can’t even look outside because she has those windows that can block out the sun. This bloody sucks. I make my way to the ba
