And I was just, running away

Yawn.

I slept well. 

I had all sorts of worries but still slept well. 

Too well, perhaps. 

I was still sleepy but I couldn't really forget about last night. Reason being, Raea was still on my bed, holding my hand. 

And I wasn't the least sleepy anymore. My eyes had blasted open. 

Small beads of sweat forming. 

Reason being?

Marg was just in front of the bed, standing and glaring. 

'Oh fuck-'

"Can we please talk, before we-"

Before we what?

I didn't know.

The atmosphere was heavy.

Sunlight was coming through the curtains and though the room was really lit. it was almost like everything had turned gray.