I woke up to my alarm, feeling like I got hit by a bus. I had bruises and scratches everywhere from last night. I turned off my alarm and sat up and looked in the mirror. I can’t go out looking like this people will think I got jumped or something. I groaned and laid back down pulling the sheets over my head. I closed my eyes and dosed back off.
What felt like only minutes later I woke up to the sound of insistent knocking on my door. I rolled out of bed stretching and rubbing my eyes. I caught a glimpse of my wild matted hair in the mirror and grabbed a scrunchie to throw it in a bun before answering the door. I opened the door still wiping the sleep from my eyes. “Yes?”
“Oh my god. What happened to you?” I looked up and blinked seeing Zane standing before me. He looked down at me wit
