Sarah jolted awake.
It was already morning.
She panicked.
Damn, when did she fall asleep?!
She had wanted to sneak out when Kyle had fallen asleep, but now, those plans went out the window.
She rubbed the grit out of her eyes - which was a lot, considering the amount of crying she had done the night before. She couldn't believe what she had to see. What she had seen.
Even when she finally managed to close her ears and shut her eyes, the images wouldn't go away.
It was bad enough that the man she loved was fucking another girl, he had been going on at it several times throughout the night! She counted it. Five times.
Five!!
Did they not get tired?
Worse, that sl*t had such a trashy mouth, with her loud moans and curses.
How could a woman be so blatantly open about it?
