MAGNOLIA
"Miss Thatcher, we've arrived in school." Lance's voice broke into my sleep, rather calmly from the driver's side of the vehicle.
Last night ever since Reign left my bedroom, and I automatically realized my bizarre appetite for the warm blood flowing through his visibly swell veins; the night became long. Nothing stopped me from wrecking.
In the middle of the bathroom, I spent hours shaking from painful sobs until the sun began to rise as if it wasn't my fault for always taking the options he provided for me.
My alarm was about to go off when I unstably got to work, cleaning every drop of evidence that could tell the presence of a bleeding person in my room.
Those activities left me exhausted, so as the sleepless night that right now, my unkempt appearance didn't matter
