The last thing I remember is going to get a drink with Dylan when Asher bumped into me. Just seeing the guy made me raving mad. I picked up my drink from the counter and stormed off.
Next thing I knew I was being dragged inside to be cleaned up. I could feel my face covered in dry, sticky blood. My head was pounding and I could feel this stabbing in my chest. What the hell happened?! James was trying to wipe some of the blood off my face while I came to. He noticed my eyes open and sighed in relief.
"Oh thank god! What the hell happened man?!" James asked me while pulling me up to sit on the bathroom floor.
"I don't know!" I reply dazed. "Where is Alice?" I ask, panic suddenly gripping me.
"You stuffed up man. Dylan had to take her home." James replied trying not to look at me. "Ever
