Chapter 11

Morning light brushes my lids, inciting me to groan and murmur unintelligible words in protest as it tries to disrupt my plan to sleep longer. The sun doesn't seem to understand the words I uttered in protest as it seems to keep doing its job.

In an attempt to escape, I threw my arm over my face, a thankful sigh leaving my lips as it does a perfect job of blocking my vision. My arm happens to be uncomfortable despite doing its job causing me to adjust my position a tad to relieve the discomfort.

I feel something warm rub my back and shoulders but don't think more about it hence I have only one decision in mind and that is to go back to slumber. A minute later I am getting lost in the darkness of sleep when I'm pulled out seconds after by a knock on the door.

Cursing at my luck in my head I squeeze my lids tightly and hold in the urge to match to the door and scream at whoever is doing such evil. The sound comes again as the person repeats the knocking action.

I fold my body in a fetal