14

"When do you think she'll wake up?" I heard a man's voice ask

"Who knows." another man said "I must have knocked her a little too hard."

I recognized the second voice and accent.

Damanico!

I opened my eyes and looked around. I was in a room on a bed and I man was sitting on a couch on one side of the room in a tuxedo and Damanico was there with his back towards me and he was in the clothes from last night.

Where am I?

I was confused!

"Looks like she's up." I heard the man in the tuxedo say

I slowly turned my head to look at him. My left temple hurt and I realized the blood that was running down the side of my face.

"Are you alright?" he asked

"My head hurts." I said softly "Where am I and who are you?"

He chuckled a little.

"You ask a lot of questions my girl." he said "Damanico, help her up a little."

Damanico came over to me and I felt him touch my shoulder and I instantly grew angry. I swatted his hand away.

"Don't touch me you bastard!" I snapped at him "I can get up for myself."