(Elle’s POV)
I shut my eyes tighter, hearing Apple screaming in anger. I groaned and winced when sunlight entered the tent as she unzipped the door entirely from the top. She was wailing so loud, and it annoyingly pierced my aching head after our crazy night of drinking.
Before I could ask her what was happening, I gasped, taken aback, when her hands curled in my hair, her fingernails hurting my scalp as she dragged me out of the tent.
“Ahh! Apple!” I screamed, grabbing her hands on my hair. “Stop it,” I cried. “Aiden!”
Apple was furious, not stopping until I was out of the tent.
“When did you become a slut!” She screamed, sitting on my lap while her other hand slapped my face many times.
I did not fight her; instead, I tried to catch her hand to stop her from hurting me. I began c
