“You are drunk Lucian.”
A strong whiff of alcohol hits my nostrils, I know Lucian barely drinks, unless he is hurt, I had to drag him into my room, hoping my parents won’t hear a thing.
After the night I had, the last thing I expected was for him to climb through my window, almost scaring me, my mind could only focus on Malachi, and tonight.
“Val.” Lucian whispered, the moment I turned on the bright lights, I froze, Lucian didn’t look happy.
His shirt was torn, there was a bit of blood on his nose, it looked broken, he must have bleed until it dried and his eyes filled with tears.
My eyes settled on his, my mind blanked out with thoughts.
“What have you done to me Val.” Lucian asked, almost stumbling on his feet. “I’m drunk, I’m injured all because of you.”
My heart almost sank a
