I opened my eyes and found myself in an exquisitely furnished bedroom. I was lying on a bed with clean white sheets, numerous pillows and a white duvet designed with paw prints - probably puppy prints because they were small and cute, causing me to smile.
I looked around at my surroundings and spotted a coffee table at one end, a dresser right opposite the bed I was on, a soft leather sofa on the far right, and a flat screen TV facing the sofa.
It was a beautiful room, but I had no idea how I got there.
I got off the bed and looked around for a few seconds, trying to figure out if I had gotten drunk last night and followed a mysterious stranger home. The thought made me chuckle but then the realization of what that meant struck me like a strong wave.
If I followed someone home last night, did we have sex?
I rushed into the side door that looked like the bathroom and rested my frame behind the door while looking around. I was happy to see it was really the bathroom and I proceeded to check my personals for any sign of entry.
There was none, and I heaved a sigh of relief.
“Thank goodness I didn’t lose my virginity to some stranger on a drunken night.” I thought.
I walked back into the room and went to the closet. I recognized the box I found in there, and some of the clothes on the hanger. I flipped through the other hangers, trying to see if I would recognize anything else but I didn’t.
I saw black T-Shirts, grey slacks, a few leather jackets and one pair of boots. From the size and design of the items, I could tell they belonged to a guy.
I tried to remember anything from before I woke up. My mind was drawing a blank. It was like I didn’t exist before that morning. I mean, I knew who I was - My name obviously was Selena Ryder and I knew I was supposed to be a virgin and in college - pathetic, I know but I always wanted my first time to be special and with someone I truly loved.
Apart from the basic information about myself, I couldn’t remember anything else.
I walked to the exit door and found it unlocked. At least that meant I hadn’t been kidnapped. I opened the door and peered outside. There was a hallway with other doors that had numbers on them.
I was clearly in a hotel room and I had no idea why.
I didn’t want to leave. I had no idea why I didn’t want to leave but I found myself wanting to go back into the room and sit on the bed. I felt like I had a very good reason for wanting to stay back in that room but I had no idea what it was.
After about five minutes, I was beginning to get bored. I found a book on the coffee table and decided to go take a look.
“It’ll help me pass time.” I thought.
I could tell the book had a good number of pages, with a brown cover. Perhaps it was a novel of some sort, or even an encyclopedia. I didn’t care what it was, I just wanted to read it. Before I could walk to the book, I heard the door click behind me and turned around to see it opening slowly.
A guy walked into the room. Scratch that, a smoking hot guy walked into the room.
He was the kind of guy that made girls have naughty erotic fantasies because everything about him screamed sexy. His sleek black hair was cut short, so that it hovered just above his head. The rich strands seemed to band together and flow as one, just like tousled hair.
What melted my heart into jelly were his dark green eyes. They were deep, mysterious and daring. The kind that made you want to do bad things... very bad things.
“You’re awake!” He smiled.
That was when I realized I was gawking at him.
“Um... yeah.” I replied, pushing an invisible strand of my hair behind my ear.
I just wanted to do something to play off the fact that I was gawking at him.
I still didn’t know who he was but if he was some guy I met last night and followed back to his hotel room, I could sure as hell see why.
He closed the door and walked in, dropping the gray grocery bag he was holding on the coffee table beside the brown book I hadn’t gotten a chance to read yet. Then he walked up to me and pulled me into a hug.
“You have no idea how great it feels to have you in my arms again.” He said, hugging me tighter.
“Um... okay. I know I might sound crazy right now, but I don’t exactly remember who you are.” I said, pulling out of his hug and covering my face with both palms.
He laughed... a deep, sexy laughter.
I didn’t know what it was about this guy that made him so irresistible. Maybe it was everything. He was cute, charming, cool and sexy. I didn’t know how I ended up in his hotel room when he could have been with any blonde Barbie he as much as smiled at.
“You don’t sound crazy. You don’t remember because I compelled you to forget.” He said.
I dropped my hands from my face immediately and looked at him like he was the crazy one. Then, I realized what it was - a joke!
I burst into a fit of laughter.
He stood there and watched me laugh and when I realized I was the only one doing so, I slowly pulled my facial muscles back to their normal expression... or so I tried to do. I ended up with a very silly smirk plastered across my face.
It was his turn to laugh.
“You’re so cute when you act like that.” He said, causing me to blush.
I didn’t want him to see my face turning red, so I turned around and walked towards the bed. I silently took several deep breaths to calm myself down before turning around to face him and sitting on the edge of the bed.
He walked towards me and got on one knee right in front of me. His position made him look like he was going to propose and I held my breath.
“When I found you yesterday, you were distraught. I had to calm you down and save you from the danger you were in. I couldn’t exactly do that in your frame of mind, so I had to compel you to forget.” He said, with a serious expression on his face.
“Wait a minute... When you say ‘compel me’ do you mean like... Vampire compulsion?” I asked.
It was probably a stupid question but it was the only thing I could think of. I didn’t know any other way of compelling someone to forget everything about themselves.
“Yes.” He replied, completely surprising me.
“Is that even real?” I asked, still surprised.
“There are several things you don’t know are real, Selena. I’ll try my best to explain but...” He replied, stopping mid-sentence.
“But what?” I asked, still wondering if he had any idea what he was talking about.
He looked straight into my eyes in a weird way that stopped my eyes from blinking, before replying.
“You have to trust me.”