When L.J woke up she felt a banging in her head worse than a gold digger trying to chip out a piece of gold in a mine. She groaned as she slowly rolled to onto her other side, her intestines feeling as if they were swimming a gala at the Olympics in her body. She slowly let her puffy eyes open, and she sighs when she feels her dry throat itching under skin, begging for water. She gets out of the bed, grabbing onto the bedpost as everything swayed around her as she stood up. She shook her head, making the dizziness less, and she heads down the stairs starting her quest for some water.
"I don't care who's fault it was! All I care about is her, and I don't like that I found her drenched and crying in the middle of a beach parking lot!" Shane's voice was almost unrecognizable at how angry he
