Frigga (Valentines Sweethearts)

Chapter 5

“Mmm,” I rolled over, blinking. The surrounding room was dully lit. I blinked again. I did not recognise the décor, it seemed out of place, too masculine. Like a shot of adrenaline to the heart I sat up, eyes wide, where was I?

A form in the chair next to me sat forward. “Shh, shh it’s okay, Frigga. I brought you here because the doctor said you should not be alone. Do you remember? You agreed to stay here while you got better. The doctor sent some antibiotics and said you should rest.”

“W…what?”

A firm yet gentle hand pushed me back into the softness of a bed. I frowned. “This? I’m at your house?” I turned scarlet at his deep chuckle.

“That is what I said, Frigga, just relax. You’re safe, I promise and in the morning when you’re feeling better, you can go home. Or not,” he whispered, swiping his obsidian hair back.

My head spun with lights and shrill sounds like a strangled cat on a battlefield. I couldn’t fight him, not now. So, I conceded, closing my eyes, laying my trust in a man I hardly knew, once again, and praying, this time, my senses didn’t serve me wrong.

I slept restlessly, tossing and turning, sweat soaking my body. I could feel it wiped from my brow but when I ordered my eyes to open they refused and I sunk deeper into sleep.

A man stood before me, his hair long and raven shimmered in the moonlight. He turned slowly towards me, his caramel skin the perfect setting for his strong nose and deep set doe eyes. “Sam?” As soon as I said his name his almond eyes started to morph, his face shook like a salt shaker giving way to sea blue eyes, a short stumpy nose and pale skin. Tye!

I shook in my sleep, desperate to escape the nightmare until a firm but gentle hand gripped mine squeezing intermittently. “Shhh, it’s alright you’re safe. I'm here.” The words were a foggy mist weaving through my nightmare, dispersing the image of Tye and wrapping me in a blanket of safety. Finally I could relax.