Kennedie
I woke up with a banging headache.
Fuck, I tried to sit up but I felt a sudden surge of dizziness, I was going to be sick… when I felt the bitter bile rise up to my throat I jumped up from the bed, almost losing my balance before I rushed to kneel in front of the toilet so that I could empty my bowels.
Fuck!
My throat burned and it felt like the vomit would not stop coming out, not until I had completely gotten rid of my organs.
I felt Desmond behind me, he moved my hair out of my face and was rubbing my back while I vomited some more.
“Remember this f*****g feeling” he snapped, even though he still rubbed my back softly.
When I was done vomiting he stood up and moved away from me, I turned on the tap and rinsed my mouth.
“What happened last night?” I asked Desmond.
I was
