Remi Mae's POV
My punishment was finally over, and I was currently laid up in my bathroom floor trying to recover.
The amount of pain I was in was surreal.
And normal I could handle my pain.
Pulling my self up off of the floor, I took slow labored breath's.
Stabilizing myself against the sink, I slowly took off my sweat drenched clothes tossing them to the side.
Walking over to the shower, I turned on the hot water.
Giving it time to heat up, I walked over to my medicine cabinet.
Opening it I grabbed out Hydrocodone, which if you didn't know was a pain medication.
A highly addictive one if you over used it.
But I knew self control, well with most things I did.
Twisting the cap off I took out one pill in my hand popping it into my mouth. Leaning my head back, I swallowed the pill.
Putting the cap back on, I placed it back into the cabinet closing the door.
Walking back over to my shower, I carefully stepped in.
Letting the water run over my body, I sighed as it reached my severely bruised side.
After quickly showering I stepped out wrapping my towel around my body.
The medication had finally start to kick in, so I was in less pain.
Walking into my bedroom I walked over to my dresser picking out a matching set of white undergarments.
After sliding them up my semi dry body, I threw my towel to the side walking over to my closet.
Rummaging through my closet for a few I decided to just throw on a bigger shirt to relax in.
Sliding the shirt over my head, I walked out of the closet closing the doors behind me.
Grabbing my phone off the side table, I walked out of my room and to the elevator.
As the elevator descended my phone buzzed in my hand.
Flipping it over, I read the message that came across my screen.
Unknown: I need your help.
My face scrunched up in confusion.
Me: Who is this?
Unknown: That's not important right now. Meet me at St. Luis pier at 3:30.
Me: Not until you tell me who the hell you are.
Unknown: Remi, please.
What in the hell?
Me: Fine. But this better not be a trick, or I'll end whoever you are.
Unknown: It's not I promise.
I looked at the message for a couple of seconds longer.
The elevator doors slid open.
With the phone still in my hand, I walked out.
I don't know what is was but something deep down was telling me I needed to go, even though I could be risking my life.
Shaking my head, I turned my phone off walking into the kitchen where an amazing aroma came from.
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Dangerously Toxic ✔
ActionA powerful girl gang, the second most powerful gang in the world. Their vicious. They are heartless. Independent. And not to be trusted. They do good for the world, yes, because they want to rule it and they will rule it. What happens when they meet...
