Personal Narrative Fiction

My eyes flickered open revealing two windows connected to a blue wall. I was in bed in a bedroom I'd never seen before. Rolling onto my back I pulled my arms up to wipe my eyes. I had a massive headache, but it could've been from the sunlight. I pulled my arms back and gasped. My cast was gone and there was rope tied around my wrists. I tried to sit up, but my ankles were tied as well. I couldn't move without being pulled back down. Where am I? How did I get here?
"Long time no see huh?" Said Jay. My head shot up to see him standing in the door way. He slowly stomped over to me making me scoot back. I couldn't move though because of the ropes. Jay sat down near my hips and grinned wildly.
"What happened?" I said.
"Well I needed to teach a little lesson to let you guys know I mean business." Jay said with his smile still present.

Jay opened his mouth to speak when Drew walked in. He had bruises on the side of his face and his lip had been busted open.
"Ah, Drew nice of you to join us." Jay said and patted the spot next to him. Drew didn't say anything or move a muscle.
"Is Amy dead?" I asked again. Jay turned to me with an annoyed look on his face.
"Yes." He said. Something inside me pinged. It wasn't sadness however, I couldn't pin point the exact feeling.
"Did you beat me up?" Drew asked. Jay's face dropped completely.
"Why would you ask me that?" Jay asked, standing up.
"In the other world Avia had a cast, here she only has a black eye." Drew said.
"What are you talking about?" Jay said backing up. Drew stepped towards