haunting

I opened my eyes and the room was still covered in darkness. I tousled and turned but I couldn't go back to sleep.

I sat up and reached for the curtain, before my fingers could touch them Gabriel startled me with his greeting.

“Good morning."

I trembled and he laughed.

I picked my pillow and slapped him on his face with it.

“Don't ever try that again, I thought a serial killer was in here with me."

“I see you woke up on the right side of the bed."

I hissed at him and he laughed.

“How long have you been awake?."

“I didn't sleep."

“Why?." I asked turning to face him, my eyes had adjusted to the darkness.

“Nothing." He said with a lazy smile.

I took my pillow from where I was and raised it in the air threateningly.

He couldn't stop laughing.

I hit him with the pillow countless times and he would not stop laughing.

“Why does this do nothing to you?."

“Are you serious, this fluffy pillow is meant to hurt?."

“Well, after hitting you so many times it should have at least, hurt you, a littl