I slowly opened my eyes and blinked hard from sun hitting my face. Oh my fucking god, it feels like I got hit by two busses and the sun is not helping.
This is god punishing me for drinking and agreeing too go to parties with people.
Hold up.
Whose room am I in? And not even that...WHOSE CLOTHES AM I WEARING. I looked down and saw my self in a red hoodie with some basketball shorts.
I rolled over and saw Sammy next to me knocked out.
"Where the fuck is my phone." I muttered.
I looked up and saw my phone was on the night stand. I grabbed it and looked to see if I had missed calls.
Daddy 🧸 : 30 Missed Calls/30 Messages
Lucas 🧬: 15 Missed Calls/20 Messages
Mom 🎀: 25 Missed Calls/15 Messages
De'arra 💘: 10 Missed Calls/13 Messages
Indya 👑: 12 Missed Calls/17 Messages
Oh my god.
I'm about to cry. I didn't even wanna go too the messages.
My family is going too kill me. Actually, lemme take my ass home. Because there is too much going on right now.
I put my iPhone 8 in the pocket and picked up my clothes from the ground.
I put my Jordans on, put the hood up and quietly sneaked out the front door.
Suddenly thoughts started to flow through my head. Ion even remember what we did last night. I mean my ass don't hurt so I know we didn't fuck.
But it would be nice to remember how I ended up in his bed.
I looked under the wood chips and found my emergency key.
I unlocked the front door and tip toed through the house. I looked around the house and didn't see anyone in sight.
I started walking up the stairs into my room and right as I walked passed Lucas's room. It all went south.
"WHERE THE FUCK YOU BEEN AT."
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