I don't know what day it is when my only friend wakes me up.
"Lilette-'' She shakes my blanket-buried shoulder and I drag my eyelids open. Sunlight pours through the windows and the siren's piercing cries fill my ears. Starved-raw need aches and pangs through my veins, making my whole body throb. Sharpest where he marked it and deepest where I dream of him. Digging into my dark.
"Since when do you sleep?" She asks, sounding as confused as she does critical.
I pull the covers back over my head, cocooning myself in pitch black warmth.