CHAPTER SIX

Frema

"Wake up you fucking sloth."

I rolled to my other side, shielding my ears from Riley's annoying voice as it gradually faded.

"Leave me alone, Riley." I cried lowly, expecting a cold bucket of water on my body any momemt. When I felt nothing after some minutes, I opened my eyes slowly and looked around.

Then it hit me.

Abducted.

River green eyes.

Hard biceps.

Poker face.

Greek god looks.

Eron Castile.

"Ugh. FML on the highest level." I muttered to myself and the sudden life threatening need for my usual early morning coffee struck me causing my head to spin.

"I. Need. Coffee." I said sleepily and trudged my feet to the door, unlocking it and starting my quest for coffee. And food.

Getting to the kitchen, I opened the fridge and took out a carton of milk, gulping down the content all at once.

"Still not coffee.." I muttered to myself again and then started making my coffee. I gulped everything at once too and as soon as I did that, my eyes shot open and I finally remembered last