The next morning came way too quickly and I groaned as I reluctantly dragged myself to a sitting position. In seconds, everything from the previous night came rearing its ugly head and I groaned as I threw myself back onto my bed.
"Great, Jon is coming over today." I said to my ceiling, subconsciously dreading and getting all excited to see him at the same time.
What the hell is wrong with me?
Before an answer could magically appear from the ceiling, my phone beeped, alerting me to the message that was just sent to my phone. A quick check told me that Damon was back at Chris' place trying to work things out, which I thought was a bad idea, especially after the fight they had, and the second was from Jon telling me he couldn't make it.
Letting out a sigh of relief mixed with slight reg
