Sick Villain

Anne

I woke up with aches all over my body. My head was pounding dangerously against my skull. The sun streaming through the window was blaring into my eyes making me squint to see clearly. I heard when Pam entered with Andrew last night. They thought I was sleeping and didn’t try to wake me. Although, they chatted loudly for a while before Andrew retired to his room. Pam had made a bit more noise when she was walking all over the place, I guess checking out the room. She then went into the bathroom, had her bath, and joined me on the bed. After an hour of chatting (I could tell with the annoying notification sounds), she dropped her phone, slid her arm around my waist and was off.

She hadn’t anything to worry about. She was having fun. That was the intention.

I wasn’t.

I couldn’t.

I just laid there crying my eyes out.

I tried to turn away from the sun because I was facing the window, but Pam’s legs hanging over me wouldn’t let me.

“Pam. Pam!! Pam!!!,” I called out to her in a r