Chloe
“How?” I asked myself. How exactly did I get here? My mind was totally blank which isn't a new thing given that I have had a series of panic attacks lately.
“How did I get here? I really can't remember.” I said.
“Yeah, I guessed so. You had a panic attack, again. Just like you did in the bathroom the other day. What is up with you?” he asked, staring.
I removed the sheets from my body and got on my feet. “There is nothing up with me aside from the fact that I seem to be allergic to you and everything related to you.”
“Where is my bag?” I asked, glancing around the room.
He said nothing, I looked up at him, meeting his gaze.
“Where is my bag?” I asked again.
“Why don't you look for it yourself since you are allergic to me? I would not want to meddle with your properties,”
