Jimi’s POV
I woke up to Enya's only time blasting through the living room where i had passed out from excessive crying. My mouth had that raw taste of whiskey. I think had left my sound system on when the power went out. I groaned at slight headache forming at the back of my head. I looked towards the window and could see that the sun was already setting. My phone was lying carelessly on the ground close to the couch I was lying on. With my face still squished against the couch I picked up my phone to look at the at the time but was interrupted by a few missed calls and a pop up message on the screen from…
“Efua!"
Jimi help mn," I figured out the last word and knew this was a quick message. Meaning she must have been in a rush to send this or was in serious trouble. I felt a rush
