Strip

Isobel POV

I wake up to a light tap on my arm, and I flutter my eyes open.

Groaning, I find my hand around the table next to the bed, taking my glasses and putting them on.

The room comes into view, and the little ray of light in the lightbulb glows directly into my eyes.

"You're awake," says Aunt, her hand swiping my hair off my face. "How was your night?"

Not good. My night hasn't been good ever since the day I encountered Javier.

He always tried to kill me in my dreams.

"Good," I mutter. "And yours?"

I slide down the bed, twisting my neck to ease through the numbness in it.

I did not go home yesterday... Well, my new home. My Aunt wants me to stay with her in the hospital till the next morning, and well, I'd done it.

"I'll use the bathroom now. I have to prepare for school."

Nodding, I make my way into the one small bathroom in her ward to have my bath.

I wonder, with a heavy heart, how they're going to react to my absence yesterday... I never inform anyone about me coming here or