I wake up realising I am running late for work, rushing around my little cottage to get sorted and out of the house. I barely look at my phone. I quickly get showered, twisted back my long dark hair and threw on some clothes before rushing to the pack house.
I am unbelievably tired after barely sleeping last night. Some kids at a nearby house thought it would be fun to test out a new motor bike up and down the dirt track near the house and were making so much noise it made it hard to sleep. Not to mention I was somewhat distracted after what had happened at Jake’s.
I didn’t know if to be hurt by him or not. I don’t know who he was talking to, but I could fathom a guess at his mate, given the fact he had seemingly forgotten about me in the house. When normally, he would not just ignore m
