He Didn’t Kidnap Me. Not Exactly novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35

Daisy’s POV)

I woke up and immediately knew something was wrong.

Not in a deep, philosophical way, and not in a “my life is falling apart” way.

That realization had already settled in days ago.

This was more immediate. More urgent. More-

I turned my head toward the clock. And froze.

“No,” I said.

Then louder, “No, no, no- this is not how today was supposed to start.”

I sat up so fast I nearly disoriented myself, blinking rapidly like that would somehow change the time.

It didn’t.

I was still desperately late.

“Great,” I muttered, throwing the blanket aside. “Love this for me!”

Everything after that became movement; Fast, inefficient, and slightly chaotic movement.

I rushed into the bathroom, turning on the shower with more force than necessary, already calculating how little time I had and how much I needed to do. The water hadn’t even properly heated before I stepped in, because waiting was no longer an option.

Hence, this was not a relaxing shower.

This was survival.

By the time I got out, I was moving on instinct. Clothes were chosen based on proximity, not style. Something comfortable, something easy, something that didn’t require thought.

Thought was a luxury I didn’t currently have.

I dragged a brush through my hair, gave up halfway through, and decided that whatever it looked like was going to have to be acceptable to the world.

“Good enough,” I said to my reflection, which disagreed but didn’t have a say in the matter.

Grabbing my bag, I rushed out of the room and into the hallway, my steps quick, my focus locked on one goal.

Get to school.

Preferably before I make things worse.

Outside, the air hit me properly for the first time, and I barely registered it as I made my way straight to my bike.

Freedom. Speed.

Salvation.

I swung a leg over it, adjusted my grip, and pressed the ignition.

Nothing responded.

I paused and tried again.

Nothing.

I stared at it. “You have one job,” I said sternly and pressed it again.

Still nothing but silence- dead, unresponsive, and completely uninterested in my current situation.

I shifted slightly, narrowing my eyes at it like that might intimidate it into cooperating.

“Okay,” I said. “Let’s not do this today.”

I tried again but it didn’t turn on, and of course it didn’t. Because why would anything work when I actually needed it to?

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