Not a girlfriend.

Author's Pov

Abruptly sitting up on the bed she threw the blanket off her body not caring about the thumping pain against her head or the ache her body was feeling. With her bare feet, she walked towards the door wanting to get out of this suffocating room as soon as possible.

The moment she opened her tired eyes all the terrible memories started playing with her head and all she could think of was Evan, how was he? Did he get the medical help? Was he alright? Even though she knew she might not be able to meet him but still until she would get the news of his well-being she wouldn't be able to breathe properly.

The room's interior and the fact that it was owned by the same monster burned her insides, it became impossible for her to breathe properly after inhaling the familiar scent around her. The same scent that once brought a smile to her face now became the reason for her tears and disgust.

It might seem funny now how she used to wish to stay in this room for as long as she could,