The kiss pulled me halfway to the surface, It was soft and weirdly familiar.

My eyes fluttered open and I saw my neighbor, the one from the elevator.

The one I had been fantasizing about before my mother interrupted.

Fuck.

She was here in my room, almost straddling me, and kissing me.

“What—what the fuck,” I gasped, shoving myself up so fast my head spun. My palm hit the mattress hard, shoving myself away from her like she’d burned me. “What are you doing?!”

Her eyes widened, and hurt flickered across her face like a glitch she tried to hide.

“You were… screaming,” she said, voice barely above a whisper....