Forget Who You Were 1

Sean found Heather's idea of dressing him embarrassing but she didn't even flinch. After dressing him, she took him to his room and left him there. He roamed around, looking for the bathroom, when he crashed into a vase, breaking it.

"What did you do?" Heather entered the room and saw the prices of her vase on the floor.

"I'm sorry." He stood still. "I wanted to go to the bathroom and I couldn't see."

"Take two steps to the left, turn around anti-clockwise and take fourteen steps forward."

Once he followed her orders, he felt around for the door knob. When he came out, he noticed that no one was in the room. Finding his bed, he jumped on it and went to sleep.

Sean woke up, a bit thirsty. He found his way downstairs after removing the bandage. He didn't want Heather to find him without the bandage and he couldn't admire himself in a mirror.

He tiptoed downstairs and turned on the lights. He quietly walked to the kitchen, only to see a woman sitting at the dinning table, holding a glass filled with a white liquor in her hand. In the other, was a long dagger. Her straight hair was silver blonde with undertones of blue and purple.

She had a perfect butterfly layer haircut and wore huge gold hoop earrings. Her eyes were aqua blue and so was the small ring she wore on her right hand.

She wore a black choker, grey leather mini skirt, a white tank top and black blazer. Underneath her short skirt, she wore a vegan leather stocking with a TaurusG2C, tucked into the stockings pocket.

Everything about her screamed perfection and danger. Two glass cases were on the table beside a Gucci handbag. She turned to him and flashed a smile.

"You look cute." She complimented, draining the glass and throwing it at the wall.