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Hazy and crumpled on the floor, Lou began to slowly open her eyes. She was struggling to adjust her eyes to the sunlight that was creeping through. All of a sudden, she was gripped by fear. Lou started to look around and realise she didn't know where she was. The room didn't look familiar. She was fully clothed so that was a good sign. She put her hand to her head to try and remember what had happened last night but the only thing that happened was the soaring pain right across her forehead. Lou tried to stand up but felt a bit dizzy, so she stayed sat on the floor and began investigating her surroundings...
She needed to try and get any clue from the room she was in. There wasn't any photos anywhere to be seen. The room was quite impersonalised and looked cold. - almost depressing. Lou moved her hand across the floor trying to locate her phone and knocked over an empty bottle.
"Oh s**t!" She whispered, trying to silence the noise but instead she had knocked over another bottle. Lou had counted 6 empty wine bottles. "No no no no...What the fuc.." She panicked. And then there was a gentle knock at the door and it opened slightly. "Good morn.." The voice had started before it was cut off by a bottle flying in the air next to the slightly opened door.
"BACK THE f**k OFF YOU BASTARD! I SWEAR TO f*****g GOD I'LL CUT YOU!" Lou screamed as she smashed a bottle and created a jagged edge and stood to her feet ready to defend herself. Her adrenaline was really pumping through every fibre of her bottle and all of a sudden she was ready, ready for whatever might be behind the door.
"Lou please it's me, it's Michael. I don't mean you any harm!" Lou had never been so relieved in her life as Michael came through the door. She collapsed into his arms and as the adrenaline left her body, she started crying uncontrollably. Michael did his best to try and keep her calm and try to help her feel more secure. He had wrapped his arms around her so tight and sat them both on the floor cradling Lou and rocking them both back and fourth while giving her plenty of reassurance that she was ok.
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