JAMES
“Goddammit!” I ran up after Destiny. “Don’t run from me, Destiny.” I lost my balance on the second step and banged my injured nose on the edge. “Aww fucking hell!” I’m going to look like I’d been in a fucking barfight tomorrow on my goddamn fake wedding day. My nose bled like a slaughtered animal. Feeling dizzy, I sat back down, putting my head back against the cold wall and pinched the bridge of my nose. It was definitely broken.
“Destiny, I need your help, Sugar.” I breathed through my open mouth. No answer. I guess if I were on fire, she wouldn’t even piss on me to put it out.
“Fuck off and die!” I heard her call out from behind the closed door.
Yeah, I guess I deserved that. Ronan and his big fucking mouth. Oh, right, I’m the problem. I blabbed. I was feeling more lightheaded. No surprise there, I was still drunk and couple that with the blood loss. Well… I passed out.
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