CHAPTER 6 - His room?
878 Words
Sniffing, I smell cologne. Yes cologne, a male’s cologne. Could it be that… My head aches too and this bed is too comfortable, I love it. Turning to my right, my face hits something hard.
"Open your eyes lady." A male voice says.
I must be dreaming. I turn again and my closed eyes come into contact with a bright light.
"Damn it. I can't even sleep well." I say as I open my eyes to see a smiling man. I'll admit he is handsome. I must be crazy now I’m dream of a handsome smiling guy.
"You're cute even when you are sleeping."
It's sounding so real, maybe it's not a dream. I rub my palm on my eyes for a clearer vision and the handsome guy is still smiling. Okay, this is so real.
"What are you doing here and who are you?" I ask.
"Who am I?" Mr. handsome asks.
"You can't just walk into my room and wake me up. I don't even know you." I say and he laughs like I'm crazy.
"What's so funny?" I ask with a furious expression on.
"You asking me what I am doing in my own room." He replies.
What!? Did I hear him wrong?
"What?"
"You are in my room lady." He says again.
I'm in his room? I shift my gaze from him to the room only to discover that the room I'm in is bigger than my new room and this is definitely not my room.
What the hell am i doing here?
"U-u-um, what am I doing here?" I ask
"You don't remember?" He asks, returning my question with a question.
I don't remember a thing I shouldn't let myself look stupid. Okay, there must be a way to get out of here.
1. Act like a crazy woman and run out.
2. Go out without saying a thing.
"Are you still trying to remember?" He asks.
"W-w-what are you talking about?"
"You're stuttering, do you remember something and don't want to talk?" He asks.
I don't remember a thing all I want is to leave. Standing up, I push the duvet off my body and a cold air hits my skin. Cold? No I don't feel cold, I feel naked. I looked down at my body to find myself naked. This can't be happening, someone pinch me.
"What did you do to me you, you, you p*****t?!" I yell and feel something wet on my face, I touch my face only to feel tears. Why am I crying?
"Don't cry." He says wanting to wipe my tears but I stop his hand.
"Don't even touch me." I shout.
"You can't blame me and you didn't even let me talk." He says calmly.
This is unbelievable!
"I can't blame you?" I ask with a scoff.
"You kissed me first at the bar and you were seducing me. Don't you remember?" He shouts a bit and grip my bare shoulders.
His hands are cold.
"I kissed you?" I ask and fall back on the bed remembering what happened last night.
I'm so stupid. I will never drink again.
‘Are you just realizing?’ My subconscious says and I ignore.
"I ..."
"You what? Do you remember something now? You ruined my favorite shirt yesterday and when I decided to bring you here to avoid you from being taken advantage of, you..." He pauses.
"I?"
"You stripped as soon as you got into my bedroom, you kept dancing on my bed naked and when I wanted to sleep to avoid shanking you, you jumped on me saying you needed a rebound s*x and..." He pauses again and I want to disappear.
"And then…" He pauses again. "Do not blame me, but you know that I'm a guy who has got blood running through his veins and..." I cut him off by raising my hand.
"Stopp!" I yell.
"Um, where are my clothes?" I ask looking at my nails.
"I'll get them for you. Go and wash up in the bathroom, it’s right there." He says pointing to a door.
Is it right to take a shower in the bathroom of a stranger you just had a one night stand with? No, that's absolutely crazy.
"Just get me my Clothes!" I say shouting at the top of my lungs.
"Keep it low please." He replies and I bite my bottom lip.
This can’t be happening.
"Alright, just give me my f*****g clothes." I say calmly.
"Okay." He says and walk away.
I hit my head on the wall and place my hand on my mouth to muffle my frustrated scream.
"Here." he says giving my cloth to me.
"Thanks. Can you… like you know… go out for me, I want to get dressed?" I ask.
"Why should I? What if you want to, you know... Okay forget it, I don't trust you and I have seen it all so just get dressed." He replies.
I feel like crying and my head hurts. I'm just a fool who slept with a stranger.
With a nod , I tug on my clothes. I need to leave now.
"You should at least fix your hair everyone would know that you just…”
"Shut up!" I shout cutting him off.
"Okay." He says and sits on the bed.
How am I going to get out?
"Um, can you show me the way out?" I ask.
"What if I say no?" He replies and I nod rapidly.
"You already said so, never mind I will show myself out." I say and he nods.
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