Depression
The sun shining through the open curtains hit my eyes, blinding me for a while.
I opened my eyes and stretched my body, feeling the soreness all over my body.
The memories of what happened last night replayed in my mind, and I blushed.
I looked at my body which was covered by many love bites. Looking at the man who was still sleeping next to me, lying on his front, I felt myself blush even more.
His strong back was filled with scratch marks, and I knew I was the one who put those marks on him. Last night it was like he was the one being drugged and not me. He only stopped once I passed out from fatigue.
But now, what to do.. I still couldn't get back to him, especially since someone deliberately drugged me last night. I wouldn't let Damian get involved in my matters.