Complicated Lovers Book 1: Jan

There is nothing more terrifying than waking up and not remembering a thing. But here I am, sitting up in a daze. In a room where I have no clue where I am. A rather luxurious room to be exact. On a very admittedly comfortable large bed. Alone and naked. I scanned over my body looking for injuries or anything. Nothing. I felt fine and I looked fine. I rubbed my throbbing head trying to remember what happened the previous night. There must have been something to remember. Or rather, who to remember. Yesterday was the worst day of my life. It started with waking up to my drunken mother bringing home a new boyfriend. The usual procedure is to put on the servant's clothes and act like she is my master, instead of my mother. Which meant, tossing my stuff in the closet, and making the beds. My backpack and duffle get thrown out the window to be grabbed later. I poured my mother, Lisa, and her new boyfriend Jacob, a drink. Then I take my leave and head over to my friend, Rachel’s, house. That’s what was supposed to happen; however, it didn’t. Instead, my mother came home with Jacob and got into a fight over me. Jacob didn’t like the drink I poured and the outfit I wore. So, he told his mother to get the drink and he teased me instead. Mother caught Jacob grabbing my ass. I thought she was going to kill him with her words. She swore and started throwing things. At me. Jacob got to stay, and I got kicked out. I ran out into the rain wearing the stupid outfit. I went over to the alley that had my backpack and duffle. Unfortunately, my bags ended up in the puddle. My schoolwork. My clothes. Everything was ruined in the mud and water. I ended up walking in the rain, in the stupid outfit to Rachel’s.