Hmm...Here's a bit from a piece I've been working on periodically. The antagonist in this one was interviewed somewhere already because he refused to leave me alone. lol, here we go.
Groaning, I rolled over and blinked a few times to bring my alarm clock into focus. Three-thirty in the morning? Who the hell was texting me at three-thirty?
With sloppy movements, I activated my touch screen and winced against the bright light as the unfamiliar number popped onto the screen.
'Bitch. Where are you?'
So begins Beth!