Night Visions

I slowly open my eyes to a dark room, the sun lights shines through the cracks in the blinds. I feel the coarseness of the sheets under me. He is snoring quietly on the other side of the bed; I slowly and quietly slide myself out of the bed, grab my things and close the door quietly behind me. Walking barefoot down the road I appreciate the warmth of the morning sun on my face, running my fingers through my messy hair I wince in pain. My head is killing me. I stop at a nearby bus stop to put my shoes on, “better head on back to Kerrie’s she’s probably wondering where I got to last night” I think as I finish tying my shoes.