Jordan
“Hey, Raegan?” and she did a hmm sound, letting me know she was listening to me, “You said we were going home? Are we going back to Summer’s?” I asked as we kept driving and I instantly wanted to knock myself in the head, “Don’t answer that.”
“At least that part hasn’t changed much.” She laughed to herself, “You never were good at listening, actually, all you boys weren’t.”
“So…where is home and do you have any Tylenol? My head is killing me.” Ever since we left Scarlett’s grave, I’ve had this headache and it just keeps getting worse. I thought it was because I was dehydrated, but I’m thinking it’s just an overload of everything they tried to do to help me get my memory back. Before Raegan was about to answer, my phone started ringing. I looked at it confused, not wanting to pick
