A Way Out

Maya woke up well after the sun had come up. 'That's strange, usually Will wakes me up in time to leave for training.' She thought as she felt the other side of the bed. She felt the leather of his jacket, her sleepy mind began to become clear. "You didn't fall asleep last night with your clothes on." She said in a voice loud enough to wake her boyfriend, yet she received no response. Maya sat up in bed, her wrinkled tank top held on by one strap as she hovered over him.

"Hey, Will." She shook his shoulder, yet nothing happened. She watched his chest rise and fall, so she knew he was alive. She took a deep breath after seeing that he was just deeply asleep. After having a slight break in her panic, she slapped Will in the face, hard enough that she should have had some reaction.