I was walking to the parking lot to wait for Daniel to pick me up and drop me off at therapy because I had to be early today considering that I had left early on Friday and I'd promised to make it up and show up on time. I was rummaging through my bag when I felt someone cover my eyes with their hands and panic rose through me in waves.
Who was this and what did they want? Was I getting kidnapped?
I had no way of defending myself because my other hand was still a little sore though I could move it slightly and it didn't cause me as much pain as before thanks to the therapy sessions I had to go everyday and some of the exercises I had to practise on my own at home and at my own time. But that wasn't good enough for me to fight or try and start anything with whoever had just covered my eyes from behind.
