Author's Notes: This chapter is short, so I thought I'd post it anyway. Heads up though, this story is already completed alongside Mist of Change. It'll be updated daily. I want to give you all some breathing room. lol
Chapter 2: Waking Up
Clutching a hand full of his hair, he shook off the feeling of disorientation until he felt the unfamiliar feel of cotton between his fingers. He looked down and noticed he wasn't asleep on his sofa, nor was he asleep even on his own bed.
Confused, he looked up and focused his vision on his surroundings. No more did he see the light of Smallville's moon touch the dark spaces. The furniture, the wire-rimmed glasses on the night stand, the walls, the business suit and tie that hung behind a door, all of it was unfamiliar.
He closed his eyes once more in hopes to wake up from this nightmare... dream... he wasn't quite sure which one it was. Was he part of a sick joke? It all looked too real for it to be one.
Then, before he knew it, he froze when he felt another presence with him, or to be exact... next to him.
A woman was beside him, whom it was he did not know. She faced the other wall and all he could see was her bare back. Bare... the woman was naked; quickly he averted his eyes, feeling as if he was being intrusive or something before he realized that he was just as naked as she was.
Now, he was really freaking out - but to his own personal surprise, he forced himself to remain calm.
He carefully speeds out of bed and out of the room grabbing whatever clothing he could find.
No one had seen him speed out and into the streets.
He didn't even bother to look back.
To be continued...