What the hell?
I still feel tired like I just got into bed.
"Don't listen to him," Jaden says, holding my face with both hands and rubbing my cheekbones.
"The party must have stressed you that's all"
I feel another wave of nausea hit pushing Jaden's hand away. I hurry to the bathroom and puke once more, this time my throat is sore and itchy.
"Hailey, are you alright?" Jaden asks worriedly.
"Yes I'm fine" I reply, disposing of the waste and washing my face again, staring at myself in the mirror.
I'm stunned when I see the horrible face that stares back at me.
My hair is a mess and the eye bags underneath my eyes are enough to fit potatoes, my lips are swollen, with cracks, and dried up.
What's happening to me? I cry burying my face in the towel.
"Hailey" Jaden steps into the bathr
