Chapter 29: A Helping Hand
Kendra’s P.O.V:
I felt the start of a massive headache even before my mind was fully conscious. Slowly, I willed my heavy eyelids to open, but it took an hour, or at least it felt like a good hour, before I could open them.
The room wasn’t flooded with light like my room usually is in the morning; in fact, it was all in a dark shade of green. That’s when I realized that I wasn’t in my room. I instantly wanted to get the hell away from this place and never look back as I run for dear life. I didn’t want to know who I was with last night and if we even ended up doing anything.
But as soon as I sat up, my vision went blank and when I opened them again after a short period, I was staring up at the ceiling. I groaned. Why did I have to be dead drunk before I decid
