Seemed

Arielle's POV

I woke up to my head feeling fuzzy and groaning slightly as I looked around me. Everything seemed blurry, and everything smelled weird. Slowly I opened my eyes to see a blurry picture of something I didn't recognize, everything was black. The last thing I remember was Diane hitting me with something, was I dead, was this the afterlife?

“Hey?” some called out and I had to blink rapidly before my vision cleared.

I saw a familiar figure with messy long black hair standing in front of me with those green eyes.

“Am I dead?” I said the first thing that came to my mind.

I heard that familiar chuckle. “Good to see you too Arielle, how do you feel?” he asked me.

“Like shit, my head hurts” I struggled to sit up and he helped me, putting a pillow against the edge of the bed so I could lean comfortably on it.

“You had a mild concussion” he explained as he held a cup in my direction.

I hesitantly took the cup “Thanks” I said and gulped the warm liquid down. “Ew, what is that?” I retu