When I finally came to, the first thing I registered was the pain. It had reduced but my head was furiously throbbing. My brain tried to process why my head hurts so much but it drew a blank. I slowly forced my eyes open and looked around. I felt a slight twinge of fear when I realized I was in a strange room that was very obviously not mine. The mattress I was laying on has been placed on the ground by the wall and the only other furniture in the room was the side table. The one that my hand was cuffed to.
Slowly the memories began returning and I found myself hyperventilating.
Oh God, this couldn't be real. It had to all be a terrible dream. Xavier couldn't have been so conniving, so evil. All the times we'd spent together began flashing in my head. All the times he'd made me lau
