ASHTER STARR.
"Ashter, let's go we are going to be late" Jessica yelled from downstairs.
"Coming!" I replied as I hurried down the stairs to meet her.
I have been sleeping over at Jessica's place for three days straight now. Just to avoid Damien. I really don't want to see him right now because I'm so mad at him for making me feel hurt and lied to.
To make everything worse, I felt myself coming down with a cough and cold. My throat is sore, my nose is running and stuffy a bit, and my eyes are super itchy. I'm getting super sick. So physically and emotionally, I am not feeling so great.
Damn, why does the pain loves me?
Can't I just have one peaceful month or a week? That isn't too much to ask for right?
I sighed as I thought to myself the best thing I could do right now is to
