He didn't notice the time and it was very late. His aunt might be asleep. He looked around and didn't see Jackson. The girl was still unconscious beside him.
"Where the f**k did he go?" he muttered and stood up. He couldn't find his stained shirt and when he realized where it was, he muttered a curse. "f**k that bastard."
Jackson left him and took his stained shirt. He didn't have a choice but to wear the T-shirt he borrowed earlier. He looked at the girl. He could see the trail of tears on her face, a sign that she'd been crying. So she really woke up earlier, huh. He thought. He felt sorry for the girl. He felt sorry that she had to go through it. But he can't do anything now. Not when he's already done the deed. He sighed and was about to walk away when he heard a groan.
He froze an
