I wake up suddenly. Alone, someplace that looks like a cheap motel room. My head pounds.
I huddle my arms are around me, cocooning myself, and for the first time in a long time I feel... Scared. This feels wrong, like something was missing. I forgot something important.
Wrong, wrong, wrong. I groan shuffling closer to the heat of the blankets, not caring about it's sanitary condition. I slip out of the bed. Something happened to me last night and I can't remember. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
I dash to the bathroom, the tracks of mascara showing signs of crying. My hair limp strands like I was in the rain. Thump. I jump as the sound of something falls to the ground. My phone. A video of Noah, Wolfe and I. Me drunk out of my f*****g mind. I was screaming at Wolfe and I threw him with my heel and
