Questions. Questions. One after the other.
It's almost ten in the night and I am being pestered with questions ever since I
got up-or should I say woke up.
Jax left the room after a while out of annoyance by the loud noise and crowded room.
I would too but I didn't have the strength as yet. He was the only one who didn't harass
me with any questions. As for Zane, Quinton, Leo and Jess? My ears hurt. I know they
just care about me but it's drowning me.
I'm happy Blake's face wasn't the first thing I saw when I woke up. I'm just putting
that out there. Come to think of it, I only saw his face once and that was a couple minutes
ago when he walked out the front door, without glancing at me not even for a second.
Asshole.
“Look, I'm fine. I just want some Chinese takeout,” I sigh out loud. It is the truth
though. Compared to the way I was when I just woke up, I'm much better.
