83: despair II

The sheets were soft. I rolled over and buried my face in the pillow. But something wasn't right. My pillow smelled different than usual. Instead of the scent of my shampoo, it smells of wood, leather, and something like coffee.

A scent that felt so familiar.

I opened my eyes and sat up. His scent.

The pillow smelled like Sebastian. The blanket slipped off my body, and I realized my skin was bare. Panic hit me like a blow to the chest. I pulled the blanket back into place and peered into the darkness. My collected wits made me remember what happened to me last time.

Sebastian...

He dragged me here.

"You're awake." His deep voice rang out around me, but I couldn't see him.

I didn't answer anything.

The darkness scares me a little now. I couldn't remember why I ended up sleeping so well because I cried so hard after he closed the door and left me here alone.

"Did you take off my clothes?"

"Yes."

I grimaced and walked towards the edge of the bed opposite him. Panic rang in my ears, and e