Chapter 21

"Can I draw on her face, please?" I heard a masculine voice ask. "Be quiet! I think she's hungover!" Someone hissed. "Come on! It's the perfect opportunity to fuc—I mean mess with her!" "Hush!" I groaned, still halfway asleep. Whoever it was needed to shut up unless they wanted to be brutally murdered. "Honey, are you awake?" I realized that it was my mom asking, and I bolted up so fast I got vertigo, causing me to fall back into my pillow. My eyes fluttered open to see my mother...