Chapter 75

Elena I open my eyes and blink a couple of times. Looking around I see everything, in the darkly lit room. The nightstand, the body cream, the wardrobe and my lovely dad's picture stocked on the wall. I didn't always spend my night in this room because I never liked the idea of moving into Mr Callum's house, but well good thing I can recognise my things. I'm at Mr Callum's house, in my personal room. The comfort of my room engulfs me and I close my eyes to inhale the fresh atmosphere surrounding my room. I expected everything I see to disappear because I'm not sure I should be here... Wait, Am I hallucinating? Am I dead? I'm not certain, I know my whole body hurts but I'm sure that I should be dead by now, Mr French tried to kill me... I try to move a muscle to confirm this is real, that I'm truly alive and in my bedroom.  I feel every injury in my body. My throat hurts like hell, my stomach is tight like I got tied down there. Closing my eyes, I run my hands down my face. I feel an un