The first thing I felt when I regained my conciousness was a pounding headacheI felt like my head was going to split into two. A groan escaped my lips and I moved over n the bed, to only collide straight into something else. Opening my eyes, I found mine staring right into Ash's stormy orbs.
"Hey, you're awake," he whispered and before I could reply, he pulled me into a hug. "I am so sorry about before. Not just about you taking the pills but also about you getting stood up. I would never have if-"
"It's fine," I murmured, cutting him off. Pulling out of his embrace, I sat up on the bed. I was far past listening to his apology. All I could really take note of was the migraine that I felt would be the death of me.
"Are you...oh. Sorry. I should've warned you about the head ache," he said, getting up and bringing me a bottle of water with a small smile on his face.
"Yeah, you should have,"I grumbled. I still felt groggy as i took a long sip out of the bottle trying to regain all of my senses. But all I felt like doing was returning to my own room and getting some sleep if possible. I didn't want to deal with Ash now.
Or maybe this was just the drugs talking? I didn't care. I wanted a taste of his medicine and I'd gotten it.
"I'm going," I declared, swinging my legs over the side of the bed and standing up to only wobble as I headed towards the front door. Ash immediately came to my side, slipping an arm around my waist to support me.
"You're not going anywhere," he said, steering me towards the direction of the mini-sofa.
"Who are you to say that?!" I snapped, irritation showing in my tone.
He didn't answer as he forced me to sit down. "Stay here. I'll be right back." He disappeared from view, leaving the room and making sure he locked it as he left. I groaned to myself, resting my head back against the surface of the wall. I wanted to get out of here.