67

2290 Words

*** Tristan's Villa *** " Damn! what a migraine", I muttered as I sat up on the bed. I had a really long dream about the same strange guy that flashed through my mind before I slept. " Who the hell was that?", I pondered. " I guess he really didn't come back home last night", I said to myself as I looked at Tristan's side of the bed. I got off the bed and went to the bathroom to get some aspirin. I opened the drug cabinet and got the aspirin bottle out. I took two pills and got ready to take a shower. The walls and the floor started to swirl round and round. I touched my head with my palm as the migraine increased. " I better get back to sleep. I don't feel so good", I uttered with mind's voice. Then I began to walk out of the bathroom gradually, while leaning against the wall occasio

Free reading for new users
Scan code to download app
Facebookexpand_more
  • author-avatar
    Writer
  • chap_listContents
  • likeADD