Bella's POV

My eyes slowly opened to a large, dark room, and I attempted to take in my surroundings; I could barely see a foot in front of my face. The bed was comfortable… too comfortable. I didn’t recognize it. I studied the blankets suspiciously; I didn’t recognize those either. I was tucked tightly into gold silk sheets and a gold down comforter. Behind my head were a plethora of goose feather pillows. I turned my head to the side to look at the frame, and again, I was completely ignorant of it’s owner. The frame was black wrought iron with intricately wound roses and vines. This bed seemed well out of my mother's price range. I thought I’d get up so I could explore my surroundings a little further, but when I sat up my head felt as if someone had dropped a ton of bricks on it. I laid back down and groaned lightly, massaging my temples. The door opened slightly, and I didn’t know who my host could be except for my mother, so I figured I would call her in. I needed ice or Aspirin or something, anything.

“Mom?” I said, quietly. My voice sounded terrible, like I had been sleeping for days and with my mouth open, no less. Why couldn’t I remember anything? I sat up on my elbows, forgetting temporarily about my splitting headache. I groaned again and laid back down. “Can you please bring me an aspirin and some water?” If not my mother, then whoever was at the door hesitated, and then it closed behind them as they walked away. I was baffled. Who else could it have been?

My host returned quickly, much quicker than I could have fathomed they would, and came to my side. I held my hand out, not opening my eyes, and they dropped the medicine into it and handed me the glass of water, careful not to touch me. I propped myself up once again on my elbows, this time ignoring the awful pounding, and swallowed my relief.

“Thank you.” I croaked out, setting the glass on the table next to me, then laying back down.

“Mm.” It seemed that they smiled, then cleared their throat. I was beginning to get nervous. Why wouldn’t they show their face, or at least speak? My heartbeat began to get faster, and I tried to speak.