An awful dream.
I was with a group of people, including my abusive ex. We were on a bus going somewhere. We ended up in a house. I drank in my dream and blacked out. When I came to, I was afraid I'd been intimate with him.
I had to use the bathroom but someone kept trying to come in while I was in there. Ex was acting like things were the same as when we'd been together.
I kept trying to tell him that I didn't want his company.
While I was blacked out, I lost my things, but luckily a friend had kept my stuff together for me.
We ended up on the bus again and I told him not to call me. He acted surprised that he was being rejected.
I woke up grateful that it was just a dream and that I hadn't really drank or had sex with my abusive ex.