VICTORIA'S POV
'Uhhh. My head hurts.' Was the first thing that came to my mind, when I started getting consciousness.
'Of course, it hurts dumb ass, you almost got us killed.' Carla yelled at me, making it worse than it already was.
'Can you shut up for a moment woman? I am trying to open my eyes here.' I yelled back at her, making her roll her eyes at me before she sat in the corner doing god knows what.
'Uhhh...why is it soo hard to open my eyes? I can't even hear any whispering near me. Am I dead?' I asked.
'Am I dead Carla?' I asked her again.
Good, now she is ignoring me. Just fuckin great! this reminds me why am I even talking to her in the first place?
Sometimes I really think, I need to go to see a psychiatrist and get myself thoroughly checked if there was something wrong with my mind.
Groaning at my failed attempt, I went still for a moment, trying to remember why I was in this position and situation, to begin with.
