I woke up feeling slightly tired. Last night was a long night with bad dreams having me wake up at intervals. Saturdays are always stressful with mom asking me to help her out in her small garden.
I pushed the blanket out of my face and yawned, I turned to the side of my bed and found Xavier’s bed empty. Lord knows how tough it has been for me since that night. I’ve tried to see if I can remember the details of what really happened but all I remember is getting drunk.
I do not want to keep thinking of it, it's crazy that whenever I try to remember, it's Xavier's fuming eyes and the way he carried me I can remember. I also remember Devin's cologne and his arms wrapped around me. I can't seem to think of anything else.
I finally got the courage to leave my room since I woke up. I have t
