30. Chapter 30
After I took my shower, I spent the entire day in bed. My head was still pounding, and I was still so out of it. At times it felt as if I was awake. If people were coming and going from my room, I didn’t even register. It felt busy; the background noises started to irritate me, but I couldn’t do s**t about it as I was so out of it. I hated the day after. The crash. It made me feel insignificant, weak, alone, unworthy. Things I hated. At length, I opened my eyes. I felt better, but still like s**t. I lifted my head as the sun was going down. The room was clean. Tabitha? A part of me loved her, and a part of me hated her. She was so pathetic just like Snow Dragons were. She was merely a toy that I could play with whenever I was bored. I found a note on my bedside table. CALL PHIL. I p
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