The next day was a beautiful Sunday. At least outside it was a beautiful but I looked like a train ran over me. My hair was all over the place and there were dark circles under my eyes. What the hell? My eyes widened as I looked at my reflection in the mirror.
After doing my normal routine, I had a hot shower, to calm my nerves and soothed my muscles from the euphoric state I had just experienced last night.
After the much needed shower, I pulled on a pair of yoga pants and a red crop top. I tied my messy hair into a makeshift ponytail and soon exited my room.
My thoughts travelled with what happened last night. About Kate, the angel b***h. Did she even delete the video? She better be or I’ll f*****g kill her.
When I reached the kitchen, it was empty. No Uno around. I opened
