Leilani.
I woke up to a searing ache at the back of my skull and to find scratch marks all over my walls and bed. I sat up slowly, groaning my eyes widening when I realized the extent of the damage to my room.
But surprisingly, I couldn't remember coming here.
I could remember storming out of Jay's car under the pouring rain but nothing after that. So when the hell did I arrive at my room? And how are there scratch marks on my bed and walls?
I looked down just then to see my expensive dress torn in weird angles. I still had it on, but now it looked more like rags than cloth.
I sighed. "What the fuck?"
I however, managed to take a shower and change into something decent. I was hungry too so I decided to go make something for breakfast— no lunch, it was already past twelve.
