Dandelion Lover

I could hear my head creaking under the pressure and a fog covered my eyes making me drowsy and slow. The clinking continued from time to time and I soon noticed it wasn't my head that made that sound, but it came from a corner of the darkened room.

I barely opened my eyes, feeling like a blind man seeing light for the first time, the glowing strikes made me scrunch my eyes, refusing to open though although I wanted to know where I was.

"You awake?" I heard a hoarse voice resounding in my head while the pulses of pain got worse.

"Here, drink some water." The same voice said and without waiting for my reply the owner leaning a cup of cold water onto my mouth, spilling half of it on my clothes. I felt the soothing water reach my parched throat and soothe my whole body. I soon remembered who was the owner of the voice and I forced my eyes open to look around me.

I was in an unknown room, in a hard double bed covered in cheap cloth, and not far from me, sitting quietly in a corner was Gray, looking at me through the darkness of the room, with a glint in his eyes that made me shudder. I know I should have panicked, but my body was too tired to react and my mind was hazy and refused to function properly.

"Where am I?" I asked in a whisper, scared to hear the answer to that question.

"A motel." he simply replied and took another gulp from the glass in his hands, making the cl.i.c.k.i.n.g noise I heard before.

"Why?" I asked, my coarse voice betraying my unease.

"Let me ask you first? What happened after I left yesterday?" He returned my question with a steely look in his eyes and rose up from the chair, the ice in his glass hitting slightly as he stepped closer to the bed and stared me down. It took a while for me to realize what he was asking about and just as the memories came flooding back I felt the urgent need to puke.

In my sorry state, I rushed to what seemed like the bathroom and a wave of sickness came over me, forcing me to throw out everything that was weighing me down. I soon felt a sense of lightness in my stomach and the slight dizziness from before was now making the room spin around me.

I got on my own two feet with great difficulty and started rinsing out my mouth when I felt my legs give in due to the weakened state of my body.

I expected to feel the cold touch of the floor tile and the pain shooting in my legs but it never happened. Instead, I felt a hand pulling my arm upwards and gripping my body securely in a tight lock. Before I could figure out what was going on, an arm came under my knees and I was lifted only to be moved back on the bed.

"I'll bring you some more water, wait here," Gray said and he closed the door after him loudly. All I could do was meekly wait for him to come back while keeping the covers raised over me.

"How can I tell him what happened?" The humiliation, the hurt, and more than anything, my crushed heart was still feeling weak from all that happened yesterday. I looked over at the clock near the bed, it was still early in the morning, I had to decide what to do from now on...

I felt dirty and cold and the once dull pain in my head was now the throbbing kind which only made me feel like puking again. I wanted to run away from the room but my tired body was unwilling to listen to me.

I had an inkling of the questioning that was going to take place once Gray came back, and as much as I didn't want to think about it, I knew I had no choice. Regardless of all that transpired between us until then, I knew that he was someone I could trust, someone I would want to keep as a friend, someone who I had to explain myself to.