She tried to wiggle herself free from him but his arms kept her in place. She sighed and pushed him on his chest, finally making him bulge and waking him in the process.
"Phone," she demanded. "I need to call my parents or they will be worried."
"There will be no need for that," he said coldly.
"What do you mean no need for that?! I need to call my parents! They must be worried sick by now!" she panicked as hundreds of images entered her mind, none of them are pleasant.
"No one will be looking for you," he said, as a matter of factly.
She sat up and stared dumbfounded at him as fear started to travel up her spine, "What the hell do you mean by that? I have a family waiting for me! Parents and a sibling who must be worrying themselves like crazy looking all over for me."
He stood up and calmly opened the veranda, the cold wind entered the room chilling her even more. His gaze was on the horizon as he stared into the dawn.
