Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen

I tossed and turned and eventually woke up all together. It wasn’t until I sat up and looked around, confused as to where I was, and then remembered again, that I realized just how freezing cold it was.

My arms were pricked up with goosebumps and I shivered. Why the hell was it so cold?

‘Michael?’ I called out into the pitch-black room. ‘Michael?’ There was some groaning and mumbling but eventually, a voice in the dark answered;

‘Yeah?’

‘Why is it so cold?’

‘It's an old house, Just wrap yourself up in the duvet’.

‘I have’. There was silence again. I figured he’d just fallen back to sleep, so laid back down and closed my eyes, attempting to just try and forget about it… which was easier said than done.

It wasn’t until I felt the bed dip that my eyes shot open and I sat up.

‘What the hell are you doing?!’ I screamed, holding the covers up to my chest. I wasn’t naked, but I still felt uncomfortable with him being this close to me, in this situation. He was tople