Amping up the romance in this chapter of Deadbeat!
Premise - Rey, a young teacher, notices that the new girls in her class are not being cared for as well as they could be. When she finds one of the girls on her doorstep claiming that their guardian needs help she can’t help but get involved.
There was a strange weight on Rey when she woke up, groggy and achy from the sofa she had slept on. She tried to move her right arm but it was trapped somehow. That was strange. Her alarm hadn’t gone which was good at least. She wasn’t late. She probably had a good fifteen extra minutes to sort out whatever was going on with her arm. She blinked her eyes open and closed them again.
Maybe she was still asleep. She opened her eyes again and.. No. She hadn’t been dreaming. The reason she couldn’t move her arm was the man sleeping against her, his large frame stopping her from moving her arm on that side.She reached her other arm up, stretching before poking Kylo in the ribs. He hissed and bolted upright, blinking as he grabbed his side. He looked around wildly for a minute before spotting Rey who had covered her mouth with her hands, realising what she had done.
‘Stab wound,’ Kylo reminded her, breathing through gritted teeth.
‘I am so sorry, oh - Kylo, shit, I forgot,’
‘’S fine,’ he said, rubbing his eyes with the hand that wasn’t clamped over his side, ‘It’ll pass. What time is it?’ he yawned, rolling his shoulder.
The room was still grey; not dark exactly, but not light either. She heard rain patter quietly against the windows obscured by drawn blinds but audible nonetheless. She looked at her phone screen, the bright light making her blink again. ‘Twenty past 5,’ she croaked. She tried to clear her throat but the rasp wouldn’t budge. She shook her head a little and stood. Kylo glared at her from the sofa.
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