"Can you walk?" He asked me, and I shook my head like a child and replied. "No."
He groaned and lifted me in his arms, piggybacking me as he began carrying me out of the gym, drawing everyone's attention to us.
"That b***h is crazy." I heard someone say.
Jake took me home in my car and carried me out of the car, still carrying me in a piggyback ride toward the door of my mansion. "You are sleeping here tonight, right?" I asked him.
"Yea." He replied flatly. Our eyes landed on the door that was slightly open; maybe it was my security guard. He carried me into the house, pushing the door open with his head.
"Well, well, well, who do we have here?" I lifted my head to see Noah and a few of his goons standing around in my living room like they were waiting for me.
"What are you doing her
