Torturous

DASHIELL

Breathtaking pain. It's the first thing that hits me the moment I open my eyes to the darkness. My eyes begin to water, and my vision turns blurry while I struggle to figure out where the hell I am. The last thing I remember is passing out on my bed in exhaustion.

I try to move my arms and legs. However, I'm met with a strong resistance because they just won't move. When I try to move my lower body again, the truth hits me. I've been paralyzed. My tongue feels numb, and the tips of my fingers feel swollen. It's definitely poison.

Dakota must be worrying about me right now. I did see this coming. I just didn't think it would happen so soon. But, it's fine. As long as Dakota isn't implicated, it's all good.

A groan slips out of my mouth as the pulsating pain in my head worsens, nausea wrecking havoc in my system.

"Shit. I'm going to be sick," I pant. The last thing I want is to get sick all over myself. With so much effort, I move my upper body to the side. As