Dragonfly by Lana Sky

Author:Lana Sky [Lana Sky]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-11-14T07:00:00+00:00

I wake up knowing that something is wrong, but I’m too exhausted to care. It’s a terrifying predicament. One that leaves my brain scrambling to put the pieces together while my body is too busy trying to reassemble itself.

I’m vaguely aware that everything hurts—though it’s as if an invisible curtain is keeping the worst of the pain at bay. I know it’s there, snapping at me from the shadows, but right now it’s easy to set that aside considering I’m half-naked on a stranger’s bed.

The mattress doesn’t feel like mine. The sheets don’t smell like me. There’s cool air on my back.

The dangerous suspicions keep mounting up while I struggle to open my eyes. Pain patiently prods at three distinct places. My arm gets the worst of it; already, there’s a steady throb pulsing around the shoulder joint, but it feels more like an echo than anything else, as if I’m feeling everything through nerves miles long, and the worst just hasn’t caught up yet.

Hazy memories of the night before start to creep their way in, just as I peel open one eyelid. Wherever I am, the walls are white. The ceiling also appears to be white. The floors, even…

It’s not that hard to tell, considering that the mattress is on the ground and I’m perched on the very edge of it. Bright sunlight is streaming in through a nearby window, and it paints everything in yellowish tones that break up the monotony.

My first thought is that I somehow wound up in an insane asylum. A hospital? Or maybe I’m dead and heaven likes to invest heavily in bleach.

When I finally manage to get my second eye open, I notice the crumpled remains of what seems to be a black sweater lying along the wall, across from me. My sweater. A quick glance downward reveals that all I’m wearing is my jeans and my plain, white bra.

Apart from that increasing pulse of pain, I don’t feel any different. No life-changing, invasion-of-sex different. Not that the thought is very comforting, considering I don’t even know where I am. Or why. Or who…

As if on cue, a speck of shadow disrupts the white. I have no idea how long he’s been standing there, near the corner of the room. For some reason, his shirt is off. His hair is mussed as if he’s just woken up, but those eyes are nothing if not alert. They seem to notice everything. The thoughts that I’m too terrified to voice. The way my eyes slip down to skim the raised patch of shiny pink flesh near his left hip before creeping back up to meet his gaze.

“Welcome back,” he says.

Back. Images flood my brain at that: a motorcycle, Crooked Smile, a pill.

“What the hell did you give me?” I demand while struggling to pull myself upright. My head throbs and the room spins before something firm is there to keep me balanced. “Don’t touch me,” I spit out.

He withdraws to the opposite end of the room, but I notice that this puts him between me and what appears to be the only exit.

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