Raven POV
Possible Trauma Triggers
The first thing that registers is the pain that is radiating from my cheek. I don’t think anything is broken. But it wouldn’t have been the first time if something was. I try to open my eyes, but they are still too heavy, so I take the time to assess my surroundings. It feels as if I’m moving, and I can hear the sound of an engine. OK, so I’m in a vehicle. I can feel the cloth of the seat against the side of my face, so I’m going to say that it’s a car, maybe a small SUV or minivan. But none of it is helping my brain comprehend what is going on.
I lay still, trying to remember what happened and how I got here. I can remember that vial man barging into the apartment, screaming and hollering about needing to go and about stupid ass Alpha punks needing to
