There was a loud scream. It pierced my ears and my sleepy eyes quickly fluttered open at the sound of it.
The first thing I realized when I woke was how naked I was. Naked, vulnerable, and not in my bed or house. I managed to lift myself up only to be met with the beaming light that seeped through the black drapes. Then came the throbbing of my head and a mouth as dry as sandpaper. My entire body felt heavy and not my own as I tried my hardest to sit up, but the bed I lay in was far too comfortable. The mattress was thick, the duvet and pillows like clouds.
There was another scream, this one more year piercing than the last, and I winced at the voice, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I adjusted to my surroundings. "Can you stop screaming? It's literally like ten in the fucking morning-" Removing my hand from my eyes, I turned to the body next to mine on the bed, and my body immediately stiffen.
