I open my eyes and I'm laying in bed. My body aches all over. It hurts to take deep breaths. I wince as I try to sit up. Ouch. Ah. No, nope. I lay back down. What the hell happened? Why am in so much pain? I suddenly recall the events after work.
How did I get home?! I sit up quickly and cry out in pain. "Ah!"
I suddenly hear, "You should really stay still. Your very beat up." At the foot of my bed is a man in a black hoodie. Holy shit?!
Before I could start questioning him or yelling, he holds a hand up to silence me. "I know seeing me is upsetting. However, you were very injured and unconscious when I found you. Your wallet had your address on your drivers license and your car was the only one in the parking lot, so I used your keys and brought you home." I stayed silently staring at him. He sits on the edge of my bed. I instinctively move back, but my body aches so badly I wince. "I won't hurt you. If that was what I wanted I would of left you at the convenience store." He said. The hoodie is up, hiding his face.
"What is this then? Just a coincidence? You just happen to be at the right place at the right time to save me? I remember you from the library. Are you following me?" I can be very direct and stupid sometimes.
The man in the hoodie stood up. It was at this moment I knew I messed up.
"It looks like your alright. I put your phone to charge by your bed. Call an ambulance if you need to go to the hospital but you should still go and get an examination, you know; since you passed out. Bye." After he finished saying that he walked out. I heard the front door shut.
What the he'll just happened? I'm dumbfounded. I can not begin to process this. I am in so much pain right now I just want some aspirin and to go back to sleep. I hobble to my bathroom and reach for the medicine cabinet. I catch a look at myself. It looks like I have a bruise on my forehead, chin and probably everywhere else. Damn, I'm a mess. I take two aspirin and drag myself back to bed. Maybe if I go to sleep, this will all be a dream?
