Chapter 2

BELLA

Startled, I jumped up from the scary dream I just had. I’d dreamt of being chased by a man with two heads, long teeth and four legs.

I've always had that scary dream since I was a child and it never stopped scaring me even as a grown adult. I remember how my mom used to tell me it was just a dream. I smile at the memory of her that was still etched in my brain.

I sat up on the bed that I was and observed my surroundings. I was in my bedroom. I reached over to the desk, picked up my clock and saw that it was a little minute past eight. I was already late for work and I needed to get ready quickly.

A knock sounded on my door, stopping me from entering my bathroom.

"Come in" I yelled, knowing who it was.

My roommate, Eva, walked in, still in her pyjamas just as I was.

"Hey girl, what's good?"

Eva is a junkie. She's always high each and every time but aside from that, she's a good cook and a nice roommate who doesn't know how to keep it silent when the boys come visiting in the night.

"You're high"

"You're correct as always"

"Eva, you need to get a life, a job or something. You can't keep relying on your father for money" I advised.

"It's my inheritance so I have nothing to fear. Moreover, I applied at that library next to your workplace, and the owner manager told me to come back on Monday"

"For real?" I shrieked happily

"I only did it because I want you off my case"

"I love you Eva" I moved to hug her

"Whatever" Even though she never told me she loved me, I know she does love me.

"I need to get to work. I'm so late, the manger would kill me"

"Dumb head, today is Saturday"

I was surprised at that. I actually thought today was Friday. I stopped at my tracks and turned before sitting on my couch, happily.

"Somebody got thoroughly fucked yesterday" Eva said, pointing to my neck.

"What? I only went to work yesterday night and……"

Then it all became blurry.

It was as if I had a memory loss. I could only remember going to work my part time job at the club but nothing after that comes to memory.

"That bite mark looks hot" Eva winked at me and I was forced to check myself in the mirror.

It was almost like a real bite from an insect or an animal. Two small bites were on my neck and it was dark as well.

"I don't remember getting this," I exclaimed.

"That's not possible. Maybe you were really drunk and you didn't know when you hooked up with a hot guy….."

I interrupted her before she could finish her words.

"You know I don't drink, Eva. I'll never taste anything alcoholic not even if my life depends on it"

"Did you see me come home last night?" I asked, getting worried about what her answer might be.

"I can't really be sure. I was in a middle of something quite important yesterday"

"You mean sex with a hot guy" I said, still facing the mirror, observing the bite.

"No, a threesome"

My eyes almost went wide in surprise. Eva grinned at me before walking out of my room leaving me in my mystery.

Gently, I raised my finger up to touch the mark to see if it would be painful but once my hand touched it, I was hit with a wave of different images.

I removed my hand, startled.

This doesn't make any sense.

I touched the mark again but this time, longer than before as I let these images come to mind as I sorted it one by one trying to figure out what had really happened after I went to resume work at the club.

The previous night

I remember holding on to someone as if my life depended on it. He was also holding me so close as he walked out of the club. My eyes opened slightly to see the beaming lights of the club that we were leaving behind.

Whatever happened after that was not clear but I remember him tending to my wound.

Few minutes after that, my eyes flew open and when I looked up, I saw him standing over me, while I was lying on the bed.

"Who are you? Where am I? What did you do to me?" I asked, sitting up.

"Be careful, your body is not yet healed fully. Don't strain yourself" He cautioned with his thick, sexy voice.

"Who are you?" I asked again, ignoring his care and affection.

"I'm …...and I'm just a friend," he smiled.

His smile tugged at my heart and I can't believe I'm in the presence of someone this beautiful and breathtaking.

He's six foot, two inches tall, almost a giant to the short five foot me. His dimple was one sided and that made him extra attractive. I love how his sharp jaw is perfectly shaped to fit his face. He's so perfectly built that his biceps are almost bulging out of the black shirt that he was putting on.

God really did take his time creating this one.

"How do you feel, Bella?" He asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Okay, I guess" I replied.

"Your back?"

"Better. It wasn't that bad, right?" I asked.

"I thought it was but once I cleaned it up, I realized it didn't need stitching" he replied

"Thank you"

"It's nothing, it's something I'll do over and over again for you, Bella"

"How did you know my name?"

"One of your co-workers told me your name. Enough with the question and answer, get back to bed. You need to rest more"

"No, I need to go home"

His hand landed on my shoulder, trying to force me back to sleep and once it made contact with my skin, I felt butterflies right in my stomach.

"Then wait until your dress is dry"

It was when he made that statement that I looked down to see that I was only wearing a white shirt. One larger than my tiny body frame.

"You undressed me," I declared, waiting for an explanation.

"I didn't have a choice, Bella. I had to treat your wound but I promise you that I didn't do anything funny"

"You saw me naked. You saw me in my birthday suit. Oh my God" Embarrassingly, I covered my eyes with my palms as I groaned loudly .

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. You've got a nice body that I’ll be so lucky to adore and wake up to everyday"

I felt the bed sink in at the spot in front of me. Even though I knew he was sitting down, I couldn't look up to look him in the eye.

"I love your red hair," he touched my hair slightly. "I love your eyes, your nose, your pink lips" He removed my hand from my eyes and kissed the inside of my palm.

'This is a stranger, Bella. A person who could be a psychopath or a murderer' My subconscious self warned me.

But I didn't care. I didn't listen. I wanted more of what he was doing to me. My body longed for his touch, his kisses.

This was so unlike me but my body couldn't deny the attraction nor could my soul.

"Do you want me to stop?" He asked, his eyes shining with desire.

"No" I replied

Almost instantly, he landed his lips on mine, kissing me, taking my breath away. I threw my hands around his neck and locked his hair within my hand as he continued kissing me thoroughly.

His hands found its way into the shirt that I was wearing and he lifted it up my head. His mouth found the crook of my neck and I noticed that he lingered at that spot for a minute before he bit me slightly and showered the spot with kisses after that.

He fondled my breast with his hands before replacing it with his mouth, taking my buds one after the other, teasing, sucking and biting, making me wet and ready for him.

Suddenly he removed his mouth from my boobs and looked into my eyes.

"I would like to do something special to you. It might hurt for a moment but I promise I won't hurt you. Should I go ahead?"

Then, it ended.

That was the last memory I had.

Present day

I kept on touching the mark, wishing for the memory to come back but then I got nothing.

That left me with thousands of questions.

How did I get home?

What was this special thing he was talking about?

Who was this man?

Why is my memory distorted?

Shit, why can I even remember his name?