The sun was orange and bright by the time my eyelids fluttered open.
The sun was sitting brightly in the sky, illuminated by the quiet, blue sea. I found myself lying on the car seat, the gentle sound waves lapping at the shore filling my ears. For a moment, I was disoriented, my head pounding from the previous night's excesses.
Then slowly, the memories came flooding back – the scene at the Winchester mansion, the hurt and anger and then… Harry. I smacked the palm of my hand on my head as I remembered getting intoxicated by the alcohol and begging Harry to fuck me. This is one of the reasons I didn't like drinking.
Pulling myself into a sitting position, I squinted against the bright morning light despite my body feeling like I had just run up a hill one million times, The sight that greeted me was the best thing that had ever happened to me.
