Chapter 6-Lacey

Blinking my eyes open, I find I’m back in bed. The last thing I remember was having a panic attack about not feeling safe. I find Ryan next to me. He knocked me out. I thought for sure he would leave. I’m also not restrained, so that’s also a bonus. Ryan notices I’m a wake. He sits up and then helps me sit up.

“How are you feeling?” Ryans asks, brushing a stray hair away from my face.

“A little groggy, but okay. Did you really have to drug me again?”

“I tried getting you to breathe, but I couldn’t. I wasn’t sure how to help you, so I knocked you out. I didn’t give you a big dose. It should wear off sooner with some rest. I’ll let you get that rest and bring breakfast in the morning.” Ryan says as he strokes my cheek. He goes to pull away, but I grab his hand as it moves from my cheek.

“Wait, don’t go. I don’t like to be alone after a panic attack.” I confess.

I should want him out of my sight, but I don’t. He stayed when he could have left. I also do hate being alone after a pani