Chapter 15

Ash's point of view

I wake up with a groan; I have no idea what time I fell into bed last night after my heavy conversation with Bear; all I remember is that we emptied the whisky bottle first.

Fuck….. I'm getting far too old for this shit.

I swing my legs out of bed as I check the time. It's 7.30 in the morning, definitely later than I'm used to getting up. I head into the kitchen to get myself a glass of water. Bear is up, of course, and looking as fresh as a daisy…. Or maybe a seven-foot sunflower but either way, he looks a hell of a lot better than I feel.

"Good Morning."

He says in a voice that is far too cheery; I nod my head before filling my glass to the brim. Bear makes us both breakfast as I head off to the medical room to get a bag of fresh blood for Anna. There is no answer when I knock on her door, so I slowly open it and pop my head inside.

She is sleeping; her dark hair is spread across the pillows as the morning sun lights up her pale face; I stop and look at her like