REBECCA

My brows furrowed, a drool of spit formed across the corner of my mouth. I slapped my lips. Turning and twisting under my covers. My eyes flutter a bit, I could see nothing but a blur. I winced at the display of light, and groaned at the throbbing ache at my forehead. I turned to my other side. Something about this bed is off.

Unlike my soft fluffy paradise of a bed. This bed was hard as fuck.

I ignored it, hoping I could melt back into peaceful slumber but my back started aching registering the pain I'd sustained while I was now awake.

I was now forced to...