Like A Fate

" Hmm. " Rene stretches her hands upwards. Slowly opening her eyes, she scans the room. Atop his head is a cylinder shape lampshade attached to the wall, at the bedside is a table with a telephone placed above, a rectangular table with two chairs set near the glass window with a sofa next to it. At the front of the bed is a flat-screen TV and a bathroom a few centimeters away from the entrance.

She frowns. " This... Isn't this a hotel room? " As she is surprised, she immediately looks at herself. " Wait... Why am I naked? " She quickly covers her body with a blanket she's holding.

Scared, nervous. Her heart beats animatedly, her breathing is snappy, and she feels like she just runs from a marathon. I hope it wasn't what I thought. She gradually turn her head to his left side.

Eyes wide open. Surprised, no. She was shocked. A handsome young man laying beside him, naked. She screams. " Ahhh...! "

The young man who was peacefully sleeping got woken up by the sudden shrieks of a woman. " What? What happened? "

To his surprise by the sudden scream, he sits up on the mattress with his two arms supporting his tired body, clueless. His eyes examined the room. " This isn't my room. Where am I? "

" You... " A young-looking woman spoke. Her eyes fixed on the young man who had just woken up. The young man turns his head to where he heard the voice. " What did you do to me? "

The man with gray wavy hair stares at her. His expression was priceless. In a second, his gaze diverts to the lady's neck. " Mosquitoes here sure are big. " He said whilst pointing at the red marks on Rene's neck.

Frustrated, Rene picks up a pillow laying near her and throws it at the young man who looks dumbfounded. " You damn mosquito! " She yells.

The fine young mosquito let the pillow hit him. Rene wraps herself using the blanket and runs towards the bathroom. Before she enters, she turns around, giving a death glare to the mosquito who still can't believe what just happened.

" Is this a dream? " Nate asks himself. He slaps his face to confirm if he's dreaming or not. " Ouch! " He exclaimed. " Why does it hurt? " He glances at the unoccupied space at his side. " It's not a dream. " A red stain is vividly visible on a white sheet.