I slowly open my eyes and blink repeatedly to clear my blurry vision. The room I'm in is dark, the weak light from the window being the only source to see my surroundings. I'm on a bed, which isn't mine, the room doesn't look like mine, everything seems unfamiliar. My heart hammering in my chest, I feel panic rising from my throat.
I quickly push the cover off my body and sit up breathing heavily. Something warm beside me sits up too and I hear a deep, hoarse voice "Skylar, you okay, what's wrong?"
I squint my eyes shut quickly as the light brightens the room. I blink a couple of times trying to adjust my eyes to the light.
"Skylar, baby" the deep voice says again. I feel his arm around mine, I don't even remember when he did that. So he was talking to me? I didn't flinch though which is weird.
I turn to look at him.
Ryder.
I came to his house this afternoon. He was away to see his parents, I remember that when I noticed his colored jaw.