Chapter Six
AIDEN
When I wake up again, still a little sore from the crying, there are decorations along the walls, there are extra chairs all around, and I hear voices, more than just Clay and Wes.
I sit up, rubbing my eyes, even though they hurt a little, and then look around. Clay, Wes and Felix are working together to put even more decorations up, and I see a bag filled with other festive stuff in the middle of the room.
I carefully stand up, needing to relief myself pretty badly, and I speed-walk to the bathroom. After I’ve relieved myself and washed my hands, I look in the small mirror there.
My eyes are red and my face is all blotchy.
I keep my hands under the cold water for a while and then put them to my face, hoping to at least get the redness down a little. I look horrid.
