Okay.
What's going on?
I have been waiting for the crazy, mind-numbing pain to hit me and everything to go black or something, because obviously my brain ought to be splattered across the floor by this point. But yet there was no pain and I think my brain was working just fine.
That or I was already dead.
"f*****g s**t!" My eyes shot open at the familiar voice, laced with agony and pain, and I blinked. The world seemed just like it did a few minutes ago. Oh for f**k sake, was I dead or what? I could see Amara's denim-clad feet and my shock knew no bounds as she held out her hand for me.
What the hell was going on?
"You really thought I would kill you?" She murmured, raising her brow as she hauled me up. "Nice shirt by the way. I told you not to wear black," I blankly stared at
