ch.1- The morning after
Amy woke up with a terrible headache, disoriented and with a rotten taste in her mouth. She tried to make sense to everything that had happened, or at least what she could remember.
Champagne was her first thought. Damn it, she drank so much last night; She had declared her love for karma TO KARMA… Definitely a lot more of champagne was consumed after that, which may explain why her head felt like it was about to explode. She couldn't even remember how she got to the room; after eating cake with Lauren she didn't recall a thing.
Grunting she tried to move herself over the bed, key word: tried. A shooting awful pain went right through all of her body at the movement, what caused Amy to liberate a small shout. She didn't remember doing something, anything that could have hurt her body this bad; this felt like she had been run over a moving truck. Giving up with the thinking and with the moving, she put the covers over her head and went back to sleep.
She was forced, the second time she woke up, to open her eyes. The sun was hitting her in the face, not only the light was annoying but it was hot, so hot; she could sleep with the lights on and the sun directed to her face, but she could not deal with the heat. Stupid texas heat.
She moved really fast turning her body to take a seat on the edge of her bed, while she did the pain that was still there came back in a gigantic wave causing her to fall down into the bed, this time her yelling was not subtle.
"Amy?, are you awake?"- A female voice asked in a strong Texan accent.
Amy nodded with her face buried in the pillow.
"Oh, thank the Lord!"- Farrah exclaim while she approach the bed. –oh sweetie you scared us all, we were so worried about you. We didn't know when were you going to wake up- she was so relief that she didn't notice the shock on Amy's face that was now out of the pillow and taking in her surroundings –"It has been difficult, especially to karma."- the woman said trying to explain. Her face suddenly changed at the mention of the auburn girl –"Oh karma! I need to let her know. I'll be right back darling, don't move"- and with that she was off the room.
As Farrah exited the room Amy's eyes looked around it; this wasn't her room. This room was white, like really white and bright, it smelt funny too, the bed was hard now that she had the care to think about it, and the sheets were rough, it had a window from where the morning sun was coming from, but what really gave it all up were the i.v. and the wires that connected her to a beeping heart monitor next to the bed. this really looked like a hospital room, and everything pointed that she was the patient.