BIANCA'S POV
I blankly watched Jason lay lifelessly on the bed. I didn't know a hit on the head could get so complicated. His eyes were shut and his head was bandaged. He hasn't moved an inch since the previous day he was brought in here.
Things got more complicated than I had ever expected.
Why and how on Earth did I get here?
It started with Simon.
Then, Lily.
Then, Steve, Jason's friend.
Then, Shyla.
Then, Brie and Jane.
Then, my mom.
A tear rolled down my eyes thinking back to the idea of my Mom being dead.
The bastard murdered her. The cops had found her dead body in the kitchen.
My dad is nowhere to be found. I'm so sure he kidnapped him.
Carl was seen tied in my parents' closet lifeless.
A lot of shit has happened and I am tired of everything.
