Pamela wakes up

Pamela

I flipped my eyes open and stared at the fan turning high above my head. I wondered where I was, my room? No, this ceiling wasn't the one in my room.

I attempted to sit up on the bed and my brows creased at the sharp pain in my head but nonetheless, I sat up and scanned my surroundings. I was in a hospital, confused, I tried to recall the occurrences that lead to this moment.

I had too much to drink and I was with Charles…came home, had a talk with…oh my gosh Royal. I fell and hit my head, he must have pushed me! He was such an asshole. What if something a lot worse had happened last night? He could have killed me, I could be dead right now.

My heart beat a lot faster and fists gripped the sheets, not in anger but fear. Fear from the realization that Royal wouldn't hesitate to hurt me.

As my memory of the previous night came flooding in, my eyes darted to the bouquet of my favorite flowers in a vase and chocolate on the table next to my bed. I rolled my eyes and reached for the