Lucie Pov
“Lucie, wake up!” I groaned, rolling over as I grabbed my pillow, shoving it over my head. “Lucieee,” Chris’s voice called, a whine to it. He was sitting on top of my stomach, his hands gripping my shoulders as he shook me.
“Go away you bugger,” I groaned, lifting the pillow and smacking him in the face with it. He squeaked and I instantly stiffened, remembering he just freaking woke up from a coma yesterday. I sat up fast, nearly colliding my forehead into his in the process. I grabbed his cheeks, holding them tightly as I stared him in the eyes, trying not to be unnerved by the silver one. “Oh my goodness! Are you okay? I’m sorry,” I whispered, chewing on my lower lip with a frown.
He smiled at me, pulling out of my hold and shoving me back down again. I squeak
